Your Under The Gun Kid Poem by Nicholas Neato

Your Under The Gun Kid



This could be the night that breaks me
I think its time for you to leave
Maybe we could duck the whole damn
Next time, you should avoid being seen

I'll tear off his mask
Exposing whats inside
Thats right you'd better run
Effing coward, don't you hide

Grab your bullets
Load that gun son
This is a Goddamn war
Your leaving in a body bag
So cut that confidence
Swallow your pride
Your a filthy piece of ish
Swallow that nine

I'll bury you
Walk away from me
Boy, I'll bury you
Don't even look my way
Am I scaring you?
I sure hope so
I wish you'd catch the point
Wish you'd catch a hollow point

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Nicholas Neato

Nicholas Neato

Denver, Co
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