Words Not Minced, Nor Wit
Tell it like it is, man
no holds barred, you know
Don't beat around the bush now
go where eagles go...
Take off your gloves, bare-knuckle it
words not minced, nor wit
Let all hell loose, come what may
shrink not from death's ballet
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2023
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