Submitted by: Tedd Dolman

Category: Poetry

Gun control to maintain power
Say secret politicians in their tower
You can’t blame Bloomberg or the rich
For keeping up the “No Guns” pitch

These people have leadership dreams
They’re where they are through devious schemes
The problem is to sleep at night
So they try to cancel our number two right

You can trust them, they’ll make it fair
Let’s take their money for us to share
Those losers say guns are bad for you
If you believe that you belong in a zoo

These pagans tell us many lies
You lose your guns nobody dies
Their bodyguards have a gun
Let’s disarm their protectors won’t that be fun.

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