The Law
Don’t come in my house.
Don’t come in my house without permission!
I got a machine gun, a machete, a meat cleaver, and a magnet.
I will bear arms if you come within 3 feet of the threshold.
I am going to protect me.
Don’t come in my house without permission.
Don’t come in my house!
I got a burglar alarm, a blowtorch, my son holding a be be gun, a brass ring, and a
bully stick.
I hit you with one of these.
I am going to protect me.
That is the law!
That is the law!
And I will enforce it to highest statue.
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Penned on May 19, 2014!
Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014
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