To extract out of,
To burn, set on fire,
Ablaze,
To char the things,
Destroy and loot
And break and take away with
The protesters not,
But looters,
Hooligans,
Thugs not, great thugs,
The nonsense protesters,
The civil rights fellows not
But the rowdy,
Rowdy and unruly elements.
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