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The Ballad of Papa Licks

Papa Licks came outta the sticks

his heart cold with steel resolve

his iron horse loud and clear

his brother's ****** solve

 

He tracked the fool, the worthless tool

to his lair in San Antone

swore upon his brother's grave

the killer would pay, with all

 

Papa Licks came outta the sticks

his heart cold with steel resolve

his iron horse both loud and clear

in vengeance too dissolve

 

He tried to run Papa fired his gun

and put the vile monster down

the cops came that day

and took Papa away

witness' named him

the one

 

Papa Licks came outta the sticks

his heart cold with steel revenge

his iron horse both loud and clear

his brother's death avenged

 

Papas in jail this tale he regales

too each and everyone in the land

"I know I was right, I sleep well at night

as justice I held, in my hand"

 

Papa Licks was outta the sticks

his heart warm with steel desire

his iron horse both silent and cool

awaiting his end

in the fire

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TemporalFugue
64 / M
Published
Mar 9, 2018
Lines·Words
31·176
Notes

I actually woke up last night with this in my head :D

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#papalicks#ballad#justice#hell
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