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Hatchet BPX
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0 posted 2016-08-07 11:31 AM


You're not he man

Custard, so you think you're the man
Custard, do you really think you can
Custard, what's your battle plan
Custard, this you'll understand
Custard, YOU'RE NOT THE MAN!!!

I see the challenges I'm facing today
With the serotonin pump my mind keeps pacing away
I've seen the destiny I'm chasing go astray
I can't let the silver bombs erase me
I know I can cause I am the MAN!!!
My destiny awaits as my feet flatten out the land
And as one I'm marching as the man with something to say

Custard, there's life and glory to be seen
Custard, keep your rifle neat and clean
Custard, I know your mind is sharp and keen
Custard, the grass on the otherside is green
Custard, THESE NATIVES ARE MEAN!!!

For a point to prove men bleed out their very best
Holes punch through the chests of men you called your very best
Cries fill of anguish til quiet peace in silent rest
This fight is much more than just a test
But the battle is a ruin to your conquest
A bleeding heart in your chest, this is all that's left
And when you failed you marched as your very best
And the point you had to prove is once again on the move

Custard, I see you gave your very best
Custard, may your body finally rest
Custard, I see your luck was rocked and pressed
Custard, you came in to impress
Custard, YOU THE ENEMY ADDRESSED!!!

Flying balls of lead,
gunsmoke lined in red
Where feahers sticks and stones
protrude from your lifeless bones
Honor in bodies rot
you were slaughtered on the spot
And the point you had to prove
is once again on the move

Custard, I know you grew up very well
Custard, this day wasn't all that swell
Custard, you have fallen in a well
Custard, your body's now your empty shell
Custard, Oooo WHAT'S THAT SMELL!!!

Custard, THERE'S NO MORE TO TELL!!!

© Copyright 2016 Kenneth C Rogers - All Rights Reserved
Redstart
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since 2014-05-16
Posts 535

1 posted 2016-08-08 03:40 PM


The problem is not, old George, or Sitting Bull, or Crazy Horse, Alexander, Julius, Boudicca, William, Henry, Napoleon, Hitler....or even the greatest of them all: Ghengis! Historically, no 'nation' ever rose to be a nation without spilling copious amounts of blood. When you lose more blood than you spill, it is over. That's mankind.
Hatchet BPX
Junior Member
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2 posted 2016-08-16 05:10 PM


Thank you.

I know I misspelled Custard instead of Custer.  Once I realized I misspelled I kept it for the art of an honest mistake.

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