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Ghost Gun

        Ghost Gun

Officer Smart from Oxymoron
Was called to school one day
Johnny pee pants raised his hands
He was about to pray
Teacher yelled, “He’s got a gun!”
The cop shot Johnny dead
….Then read him his rights….
Years were spent on investigations 
In hopes of finding a clue
The judge had called it a “Suicide”
Nothing else is new
Society went along for the ride
Thank goodness only one child died
Officer Smart from Oxymoron
Still searches the school today
Preventing crimes and looking for fingers 
Loaded and ready to fire
A lesson can be learned from this
That is, where not to pray
Do it in church
Or else you’ll be cursed
By the guns of the Holy Ghost ire

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