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They Shot Him Down

Little Johnny Tredwell Is the Call of Duty king He shoots em up He blows em up With boom a bash a swing Little Johnny Tredwell Is a violent young man He pushes kids He punches kids But the smart children ran Little Johnny Tredwell Has grown up to be a soldier They shoot him up They blow him up The ground beneath him smolders Little Johnny Tredwell Could have read a book A mystery A history That's all it would have took Now Little Johnny Tredwell Is buried in the ground He could've been The president But his mind was never found

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 1/3/2013 5:22:00 AM
so much youths grow an ignorant life that leads them to the world of anger,when we loose them from childhood 80% of the time they are lost forever,great write Caitlin
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Caitlin Dwinnell
Date: 1/3/2013 8:06:00 AM
Thanks
Date: 1/2/2013 1:58:00 PM
Snappy and to the point! Very nice... Terry
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Caitlin Dwinnell
Date: 1/2/2013 8:45:00 PM
Thanks! I was hoping to make it simple on the outside, but have an extra layer of depth underneath. I hope you enjoyed it!

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