(Sad/Poem) Vegas: Why

Vegas: Why


We go there to get away: just listen to some music have a little fun

You cannot control the wicked by disarming the innocent ones

Only the evil and the wicked could rain hell on the innocent below

Big Dog is looking for answers, will the girlfriend tell the truth or lie

The Execution of this event meant that you sat up and planned it

Only Deer Hunters or Cowards sit up in an elevated dark Blind

From ass to idiot to coward yet many will still ask: Vegas: Why

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