In the grocery store cereal boxes scream from the shelves
"FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT!
Pump up on vitamins and bran!
War on fat, War on cholesterol,
War on calories, Drink Nutrasweet victories!"
I polish my gun, Polish my gun.
Blood streams from my lips--oozes between my teeth
And I polish my gun.
I dance in the aisles
My necklace, dripping packages of red meat
in glistening plastic wrap,
My feet, Green stamp polished linoleum tiles.
Everywhere I go I polish my gun.
Everywhere I go is war.
Clown faces, Lucky Charms,
Flags and banners compete for attention.
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