Tuesday, December 18, 2012

My tribe is dangerous

My woman is dangerous
My Children as well
We will not be disarmed
To face the fools from Hell

My dog is dangerous
My cat is too
And I don't feel bad
When a mugger is beaten

Black and Blue

My thoughts are dangerous
My writing burns down the house
Of those who recommend
When we're attacked to remain

Quite as a mouse

My guns are always loaded
My magazines are always clean
I mean what I say
And I always say

What I mean

10:25 am
transcribed this time
10:30 am


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