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The Last Request of Jesse James
Too late to glide on snow flakes.
Oswald takes aim at the
receding limo and holds its occupant
captive within crosshairs.
Can't lead it too much.
Below the 6th floor three black
men are looking out a window.
Boom! Click, click.
Boom! Click, click.
Boom! Click, click.
One messed up 24 year old with a cheap Italian
rifle-no one else.
Three shots...
Oswald takes aim at the
receding limo and holds its occupant
captive within crosshairs.
Can't lead it too much.
Below the 6th floor three black
men are looking out a window.
Boom! Click, click.
Boom! Click, click.
Boom! Click, click.
One messed up 24 year old with a cheap Italian
rifle-no one else.
Three shots...
Published 21st Feb 2011
| Edited 26th Feb 2011
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21st Feb 2011 5:54am
21st Feb 2011 4:47pm
"sight" Oswald used a scope, remember. You have a knack at finding typos though.I'm writing a novel(isn't everyone) and when the time comes it will need to be proofed. Of course that is if you are interested.
22nd Feb 2011 2:33am
I'm not going to split hairs or argue. I prefer to have no more correspondence with you.
Thank you goodbye
Thank you goodbye
21st Feb 2011 8:53am
I am really enjoying your writing crowe 123...thanks for posting them up. cheers
