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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