You’re fired!A Poem by andrew mitchell
Hey America!
What are you doing with blood on your hands? I saw you shoot your lady and the rest of your clan. And that ain’t cool brother! Mary had a little lamb. Shoot em. Bang bang! No you didn’t, you’re all dead. Hey America! What are you gonna do with those gun laws in your head? I tell you what I’m gonna do. I’m gonna shoot up the neighbourhood instead. Hey dude? Whatcha doing pointing that gun to my head? I’m gonna shoot em all who haven’t got a gun lobby tattoo on their hands. Jack and Jill went up the hill and I shot em. Little Jack Horner sat dead in the corner the killer got away. Hey America! Whatcha gonna do with blood on your hands? Nothin! We shot him! © 2022 andrew mitchellAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on May 25, 2022 Last Updated on May 25, 2022 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more.. |

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