ResearchMonkey
Well-Known Member
The cops came and took my gun.
A pounding at the door the other morning; my windows rattled. I was upstairs at work. I don't always leave my desk to hear the good news about Jehovah.
The pounder was insistent. I went down, if only for the sake of the windows.
Oh, jeeze, the cops.
Nothing to see here, continue your way into the boxcar, watch your step.A pounding at the door the other morning; my windows rattled. I was upstairs at work. I don't always leave my desk to hear the good news about Jehovah.
The pounder was insistent. I went down, if only for the sake of the windows.
Oh, jeeze, the cops.