There are now fracks in my heart,
The oil guy wore a cowboy hat,
Great parent:)
And thinks his tech is a gift from up high,
He drilled fracks in my heart,
100 thousand times,
In less then 10 years,
8 day to each wound,
Never missed a Sunday,
Those are the fracks in our heart,
And he wears a cowboy hat,
But drinking our water its flammable,
Shale dance to your truck
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Author:
Blue Dental Squirrel (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Exporter of oil- frack oil- Holy water now lights on Fire- forget drinking that water
- Category: Spiritual
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