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Blood Libel
S: Orderly!
M: (in same voice)
So who’re the chosen people?
What were they chosen for?
Hanging from a steeple;
Butchered by the score!
Blood libel!
Just leave us alone!
Blood libel!
You need to atone!
S: I’ve had enough. Take him back to his cell. Turn off the tape.
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