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Power Piece - A Poem by Stan Morrison - Dive into the Depths of Contemporary Voices

Power Piece – A Poem by Stan Morrison

There’re some tricks I’ve learned to do with a knife
I’m wondering if you won’t mind risking your life
I need the practice until I can get it right
You can wear a blindfold if you’d like
Or I could simply turn out the lights

Then I can do some fancy things with a gun
I’d love to try them out on you just for fun
I think I know how to get things done
But you gotta promise not to run
Don’t leave now, the fun’s just begun

How’s about my trying some stuff with grenades
Or I can show you how land mines are made
There must be some small country to invade
Or some tiny nuclear bombs we could trade
With such an arsenal, it’s easier to persuade

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