29-01-2008
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| Denunciante Avanzado
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Some cowboys were a ridin', ridin' on the range;
The grass was over grazed there, and spotted like some mange;
The buffalo were dead there, the trees they all were through,
and if they saw some Injuns, why they would kill them too.
West or bust, in God we trust, "Let's rape, let's kill, let's steal"
We can almost justify, anything we feel;
I'm climbing up that ladder, more brownie points for me
I'll work my way to Jesus you wait and see.
FIF 
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