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Bart's Revenge
Now Bart was known
As a mean ol' cuss
He'd sooner strike ya down
No need to talk
Other than to his gal Sally
A working gal, ya know
Now Matt heard the stories
About ol' Bart
He didn't care
He wasn't afraid
So he talked to Sally
She went to work
This got back to Bart
He howled like a coyote
Built like a Brahma
He would get Sally back
One night Bart crept quietly
He opened the barn door
Matt's horses ran off
A dog barked
Matt shot him between the eyes
Matt came out of the house
"Take my gal, would ya?"
And as Bart pulled the trigger
Sally jumped in front
She caught the bullet
She collapsed
Just as Matt fired
And mean ol' Bart went down
For the last time
He smiled as he took his last breath
If he couldn't have Sally, nether could Matt
So did Bart get his Revenge
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