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Apr 2015
We rolled into bars
like we owned the joints,
everybody had their place,
then we'd fan out
like we were on patrol.
Everybody had each other's six
& we didn't give a ****
about anything.
We'd swarm like hornets
if there was trouble,
for in a moments notice
we could be called out
to ***** real violence.
And we were.
Not that Mickey Mouse
chicken **** kind
at your local nightclub,
but the explosive type
you watched on television
or read about
in the newspaper.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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