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Try It Again I Blow Your Brains Out

It ca have been in Costa Rica Or much likelier God’s America… Perhaps in Europe’s calmer Britain But we know he fires shots: Briton… A female Nigerian car owner Had negotiated a road’s corner And run into some immobile car While she still had a final stop far… She should have just tried a “Hello” And “May I help you, Nice Fellow;” No! fingers quick to find her car’s horn, She sounding the thing, mind free of scorn… “Then, she heard it but made sure ‘No shout:’ Try it again I blow your brains out!” The white had made sure she saw his gun, Looking like it’d wanted the thing done…

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