They can't draft me now, ma'...
my
son's chortled words,
his
26th birthday;
...wantin' I kill people they decide
don't deserve to live ...for scratch! or gas ...
or their god.
don't deserve to live ...for scratch! or gas ...
or their god.
1 comment:
We Forget Too Often, This Is More About Luscious Gas And Against A Foreign God.
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