Cathy at the Texaco Station
Cathy
Pumping gas to truck and car
With a uniform red and a white star
The gas ain’t free
Everyone has to pay
The oil is bought
By wars fought
And Cathy’s uniform all red
Resemble many shot dead
Solders, women, children too
Very sad but very true
Somewhere an oil CEO
Is snorting his blow
Trying not to care
But all the while aware
In his wicked soul
As his conscience takes its toll
And Cathy
Needs to buy food to sup
So she says happily
Fill her up?
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