Lawrence Hall
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A Mansie Wearing a Gun in the Supermarket
Wearin’ a big iron on his hip he
swaggers down the aisle
The village idiot over by the
vegetables
When you call him that, tomato,
smile
He ain’t takin’ no lip from any
of you edibles
Wearin’ a big iron on his hip he
faces down
A mob of gluten-free breads carrying
torches and a rope
Looking for back-shootin’ rice,
white or brown
Who want rough justice for a
cantaloupe
Step easy when he’s around,
potato chip
That anal orifice with a big
iron on his hip
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