Put Down the Gun

Put Down The Gun
  Put down the gun,
 It's had it's day,
  A very primative way,
 Ain't you got a brain, anyway?!
  Put down the gun,
 It's no fun,
  What good's it ever done?
 Except for killing, 
  Adults, children & animals,
 And making some jerk rich,
  Put down the gun,
 And get a life,
  Instead of taking one.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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