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Willy’s Note (poem)


Gunslingers,

Your role was randomly decided, But don’t let “fate” make you misguided.

Our Sheriff, “the defender of the laws,” rewards the murder of Outlaws.

Undercover’s where the Deputies lie, and the Renegade gives others up t’ die.

Now, some things I do are deemed forbidden, So, I must keep my motives hidden.

Know this…Only cowards’ll take flight… But I’ll… I’ll stand and fight!

My body ain’t gonna hang, Cuz I’ll go out with a BANG!

–Willy the Kid




 
 
 

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