Make your move

by Timothy   May 2, 2005


It's a contest, it's a jest, and it's a total mockery,
It's a showdown, but it's not sound, it's a rigged lottery;
You have your pistol, it's the blowing of the whistle, and I have my sword,
It's an unfair plight, this custody fight, but are the children being ignored?

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