9 yard

by Will Read - Gemini

Pumping it up for the 9 yard.
Gonna' be hit and be hit hard.
Cuttin you up in a fist fight.
Ready ta stand in the spotlight.
Facing the cut of a switchblade.
Carving you up in the arcade.
Destiny's hell from a handgun.
6 slugs leave a trail in the outrun.
Another grey headstone in the graveyard.
One more shadow on the 9 yard.

Birth sign: Gemini
Date created: 2005-10-10 14:51:38
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:53
Poem ID: 70974

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