Sxxgunn Hanging

down on the sign by the soda street
theres a boy i'd like to meet
his name was caffrey none too soon
he left the saloon
palce doom
he cold boom a ball with a kick
he could be it
not
to fidgit
some somebody got his gun
now,we was one but overcome
to-wit sun
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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