Lest He Prey
Frank Castles,
Skull, guns, muscles, hassles,
The Punisher can right the wrongs.
None will escape judgment as long as he still lives,
Reckoning for what they have done he gladly gives.
The weak innocent thank God for him.
Do right everyday,
Lest he prey.
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