They Should'Ve Buried Me With A Gun - Poem by John Randal
WHO IN HELL
IS THAT ABOVE ME!
who keeps me from my sleep,
whose noise is even louder
than the din of those who weep!
and of all the sacred places
when next door there's so much room,
if only I had a gun,
there'd be no pigeons
on my tomb!
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