The Glock Tale

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where ever the pain came from is where you'll find me or my relative.
whenever we slide out from a pocket,
just know, you'll no longer live.
it's not our fault,
we just did what what our user paid for.
i don't have a heart,
i never needed one to do what i did, so,
don't blame me.
blame my trigger,
my user tickled me & i sneezed.
i pray the Lord blesses you,
wherever you'll be.

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