Before the ambulance gets here
You’ll be already pale,red and dead,
Stay away from me,
Just don’t try anything funny.
I’ve come far from the bar
And I wouldn’t allow that knife’s scar
Leave alone it cutting my meat
Iam not ready yet to leave my seat.
And keep off your fingers from her,
I wouldn’t stand her smelling your hands black as tar,
I can’t live with your finger prints on her back
So please don’t provoke my bark.
Let me leave,
Let her live,
Your life is important to you,
And so meaningful is our breaths too.
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