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I knew Mr. Rogers was a pedophile
when I was a child I could spot one
a mile away they all look a certain
way they smile with evil in their eyes
didn't catch me by surprise glad he
didn't live in my hood it was enough
creepy characters roaming about
outside the house to be cautious
about always on top of my younger
siblings whereabouts the world
has so many hidden inappropriate
blithe kinds of flaws no longer
playing parts but the heart of the
role on screen denoting innocence
lost in a place screams aren't heard
a blindside of adolescent suicide
the lap of Santa clause a greasy
fat stranger in a department store
love thy neighbor? I'm ready
to go to war I know who and I
know what I'm fighting for
