Pow Pow Pow
Pow Pow Pow,
Three bullets gone,
Mommy falls down in a shallow red pond.
Daddy reaches out;
Pow Pow,
Daddy falls;
Daddy falls.
Little Baby cries; shouts, and screams.
Little Baby cries; shouts, and screams.
Little Baby gone;
Pow Pow.
Baby Gone;
Gone.
Just. Like. That.
[Now watch the video! Me <3<33 this song!]
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Bits & Scraps & Random Stuff...
PoetryRandom thoughts. Can they be called poetry? I have no idea.
