| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Up on the screen there is a boy half his ageThey pay him 20 times his weekly wageFor dodging phony bullets and catching blunt bladesFor blowing up horses and kissing young maidsChildren cheerWomen throw flowersMen just glowerUp at the screenBut they do not knowJust what it meansVengeance and dreamsGirls just swoon at the mention of himWith his face all powdered and his immaculate brimAnd his hair po
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