Maria Clavo

Gun Of A Son

Single disabled lady in the Southern part of the Country. Been writing since grade school. Love It!! It's my passion.






Maxson,
What are you packing?
Is it a gun?
Boy don't be so dumb
Put that thing down
Guns are for clowns
Come spend some time with me
I can show you peace and tranquility
You're almost twenty
Let me show you how life can be
What you see when you're in the movies
Is how I feel you've been acting
Son, please momma don't want you packing
Hang with family, they'll guide you right
Just don't be a pistol packing
Graveyard stacking
Son of a gun
When you're supposed to be out having fun

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