Mayor Gone For Last Prayer
Shotguns for blood search
Of all places a church:
Not Muslims for Jihad;
Christians who the guts had…
Christ they know like priests
But this murder makes the feats.
Some ten million to share
After a job just unfair,
Each three million dollars,
Soon their shirts gold collars…
For ten years now Mayor,
James gone for last prayer:
His worth. The Betrayer
Through one Michael Heyer.
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