Lightning surrender your strangle hold
On the heart of the tender
For if being nice is a crime
Advantage you will take time after time
But I will not surrender my outstretched hand
Even as out of the corner of my eye I see your cheap shot you land
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2011
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