The Shot
as jamal was walking
with his bandana that was blue
he had an awesome outfit
with some tight matching shoes
as the boys who thought they were gangstas drove by
he seen them in the corner of his eye
as he slowly turned they pulled out thier guns
the bulletts went straight for his chest
he fell to the ground but didnt cry
as the doctors rushed him in they removed the bulletts
as fast as can be
he then woke up to see it was all just a dream
Copyright © Amanda Daum | Year Posted 2006
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