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| 529. Civic Duty Civic duty is what they call it To sit on jury duty is what to do No pay or parking is what you get In exchange for a Danish or two They say we are the peers of life Yet those I sit near barely talk When I look around I am afraid The innocent have no chance to walk Justice at its finest is so scary For those about me control the ending I wouldn’t trust most of them here Nor should lawyers with people they are defending Regardless of all I’ll still do my duty For change cannot happen without a beginning No doubt others see and think as I do Belief in justice we’ll soon be winning |
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