Sixty Fangs: Part Two
I remember now!
His name was the Crenshaw Cowboy!
He was the one who told me I descended from kings!
This is why I jump over the fence
Why I kick the fence
We pillaged and burned
Doing only what we needed to survive
So that we could one day tear the fence down and make peace
Or maybe I'm wrong and death is the only way not to kill.
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