Gained Control Of
Gained Control Of
Someone stomped on flowers while wearing a kilt
And after that each one of them will start to wilt
Then all the flowers were blown away by Obama
Life had been lauded when he blew away Osama.
Thinking about things for long time have been
But lately, I completely forgot where to begin
Although, regardless by time day is now done
Hope they have gained control of each hand gun.
What I want to do is develop a cleanup kit
That consisted of a mighty strong magnet
Which would swope down from outer space
And then start picking up a tremendous pace.
Hand guns would be attracted when selected
And faster and faster they could be collected
Also, just to throw in add an additional spark
Have each hand gun owner eaten by a shark.
Now what kind of trick must I be willing to pull;
In shallow water you will find head of a big bull
And at night find a fish glowing in deep dark
With beady eyes that is a sharp-toothed shark.
Now instead of shouting Omaha, Omaha the
quarterback can start humming Shark, Shark
it's a coming.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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