So there's a bullet in head,
It's not even high caliber,
Just a little .22 from the garden shed;
Still, if you know what you're aiming for
It's easy for a person to end up dead-
He deserved it, the bastard,
And you've got nothing on my head;
So give it your best shot, you ugly fuck.
A contest entry
- Your Day In Court by Vampstress.
750 points, ended August 10, 2007, 11 entries
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Comments
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I like th nonchalant attutude to this write. well done,
Thankyou for taking the time to enter my contest.
V.

