The table at which you
now sit
Is round with six chairs
We'll got five dumber
people
To sit with you there
Now take a revolver
Add a bullet just one
You’ll put on the table
A large money sum
Put the revolver to your
temple
Pray as your heart
pounds
All they'll hear is a
click
Now pass that revolver
around
When only one of them is left
They’ll be as happy as
can be
For all the blood
covered money
Is there’s Tax free
3 comments:
Hmmmm - true.
Click! Click!
What's better. death or paying taxes?
Lynn/Snaggle
Thanks for drooping by
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