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Bounty

He’s a hunter Says he’s in it for the money Look at how he holds his rifle A perfect picture ain’t it lovely He’s a killer But only if he needs to Don’t resist your apprehension It’s easier to just subdue you He’s for hire Doesn’t care what your belief is His belief is moral agency’s Philosophy that’s inauspicious He’s amoral Not hard to predict that he Would be since when he was little He watched while the cops killed his daddy He’s a hunter You’re the bounty He’s the best there is though So you can wear those chains proudly June 5, 2020

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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