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Three Ankle Biters And A Shotgun
Don’t come to my door late at night
Unless your ready for a vicious fight
Got a security system, better than most
Three ankle biters and a shotgun will be your host
Not going to let anyone take my stuff
If they tried, the going could get rough
Your going to get some growls and barks as a warning
When I get that twelve gauge out, crooks a mourning
So better rob another house, if you’re a thief
If you come over here, the life you live might be brief
I’m not a violent person, I’m as sweet as can be
But don’t come here for a stealing spree!
poem
by
Donna Nimmo
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