SandMen
The sandmen
They hide low
When the heat is on
For months they wait
When the haze comes
The camouflage they need
The sandmen hit the shore
Lorries and barges roll
And the authorities
Where are they?
Across the border
They don't see a thing?
The sandmen
The money good to trade
They dare to go
Knowing they will get free
The sandmen
The leeches of the nation
The tentacles they can reach
The close one eye again!
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