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poems and song

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  1. "Hold Me in Your Dearest Arms"
  2.  
  3. Patrolling the empty violent mind
  4. Looking for anything that shines
  5. Trotting over life's past
  6. In the distance i see a mast
  7. The sails of the Cnidarian ship
  8. Sailing across the seas of blood
  9. Witnessing such a violent lot
  10. Makes me wonder what I've become
  11. Now hold me in your dearest arms
  12.  
  13.  
  14. 39 rounds in the Madsen gun, 39 rounds in the box magazine
  15. Ran out of food 30 hours ago, already my arms are getting lean
  16. 34 rounds in the Madsen gun, 34 rounds in the box magazine
  17. 49 hours without any food, gunner's mate down guess I'll have supper now
  18. 25 rounds in the Madsen gun, 25 rounds in the box magazine
  19. Ribs are poking out like groundhogs in the summer, not for miles does a butterfly flutter
  20. 18 rounds in the Madsen gun, 18 rounds in the box magazine
  21. Throwing up food I didn't know I ate, the mud is all I have left to berate
  22. 10 rounds in the Madsen gun, 10 rounds in the box magazine
  23. Automatic fire fills my ears, not a sound to be heard over all my tears
  24. 4 rounds in the Madsen gun, 4 rounds in the box magazine
  25. Four more shots until they charge, for more shots until they slice my throat
  26. No more rounds in the Madsen gun, no more rounds in the box magazine
  27. Song won't help me now, God help me Grandpa I'll see you in the ground
  28.  
  29.  
  30.  
  31. that /k/ song
  32. Thirty-some rounds in the AR-15
  33. I really wish these didn't make me look mean
  34. But I bear it to keep the violent and dangerous down
  35.  
  36. If I ever saw the first man to shoot human meat
  37. Y'know, the one to succumb to anger and defeat
  38. I'd murder that sunnofvagun in the first degree
  39.  
  40. Well, maybe that's too much, don't wanna be crazy and such
  41. There's a lot of people that would look bad if I did that, includin' me
  42.  
  43. So I guess I'd just buy him a really nice car
  44. And tell him to drive away, real real far
  45. Far away from where the civil folk lay
  46.  
  47. Because when a violent man plays his hand
  48. A hand that many of us could've land
  49. He usually murders buncha folk, because killin's free
  50.  
  51. And well hot damn that ain't no good
  52. When a mean, crazy man dons a black hood
  53. And loads my gun and lays the poor suckers out
  54.  
  55. No-one deserves that, not even the nut that did it
  56. He deserves a nice old Cadillac, giddit?
  57. Just to drive off, and hopefully get lost on the way
  58.  
  59. 'Cause when those folk go straight up nuts
  60. And lay it down, on a school or old putz
  61. We get people like, well, 'ole miss Stein
  62. Feinstein I mean, she's kinda hates the free
  63. But I'm sure that if we gave her an AR-15
  64. She'd turn around, and see we don't mean no harm
  65.  
  66. Ha, yeah right, she'd stay the same
  67. But that doesn't mean we can't stay sane
  68. And keep our guns on that paper dot
  69. Or a tannerite goat, or an old model boat
  70. Just somethin' that won't get up and vote
  71. 'Cause if you do, we'll get locked up, and take our guns
  72. They'll melt our nuggets, AKs and CZs
  73. Even though we did nothin', nothin' unseen or mean
  74.  
  75. Wait a minute
  76. Man this song got long
  77. So I'll scrap that last rhyme, and say I finished in a timely bong
  78. Goodnight, /k/, just don't play with your dong
  79. If you tug it too much, you might break the skin
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