joshua dunk

Rookie (24/1/1990 / mudgee)

Colt 45 - Poem by joshua dunk

hey there little buddy
whats your name
i dont no bout you
but death is my game
come now dont be shy
im the best relief
put me right between your
eyes take away your grief
feel the coolness of my steel
fondle with my trigger
hold me heavy in your hands
take away the anger
i see your making up your mind
that you'll go my way
put me up toward your head
and say good bye today

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  • (4/12/2006 7:30:00 PM)


    Again, a sik rhyme! i dig man. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 29, 2005



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