18022 Tin Types
At the time he wasn't being bothered
his help was long gone
they were on the look out
and he stayed away got away
for them never wen't as planned
he wouldn't ask for help necessities
the thing's to get away
and as time passed people
people passed the time
and new's fled
as old time new tin types show up 22 that I observe
the people's choice is crowned king with Gin
music fun and dancing
all in once again chip hand gun shot wound
he scrammed and all the meanwhile
he was on his way to a crazy lavindish silly lifestyle
Copyright © Coy Bothwell | Year Posted 2022
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