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Dickheads shit-talk, single-file
First-world frat-boys and prairie
or mourn a murdered
who will never a mile
in tiny woman's shoes.
Drink up and mumble abuse.
I'm humbled by it all:
busting windows and getting
around the time
(with Labonte's older
the sportsplex
out in her Speedos),
that I was with no hands,
Bella was flinching the sting
of a Proveran "family planning",
and a spanning
her own Pearl
A prison my country in paradise.
25 to the rest of her life.
And in the of Santa Cruz,
she crossed her fingers her back.
as night fell she emerged
Built a Trojan horse and lay still
a box under her arm
'til the motherfucker sent her
and her uniform.
that der pledge of allegiance
She laid it at the
of General's
and her whisper echoed into a
The truth set my people free
as she