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Everyday hundreds of bags are collected full of Roadside dead Sorted through and picked apart Made into plastics, glue and starch Dead, theyre all dead Dead D E A DMangled canine filleted and gutted Chewed by maggots, picked apart by buzzards Spurted upon the freeway Stringing entrails, intestines and carrion Roadkill removal Professional vulture




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