Leroy was marinated in whisky from the local saloon,
staggering in pride, he refused to give up to soon,
another, slamming his glass, with an urgent stare,
as if all rights were his, challenge if you dare.
Time to wander up the stairs, and remove those boots with spurs,
Then again leave them on, to much energy to exert.
Day brings light, to much for his eyes,
Voices shout from out side, leroy you coward they continue to cry.
show your self you misrable sod,
12 paces each, prepare to be shot.
You lizard you snake, why do you hide,
Show your self, you sack of ruined lies.
Doors slam opened, leroy glares, are you the misrable man who woke me from rest,
Prepare to fall because I'm the best.
They draw fom there worn leather holsters, quickest to succeed,
Leroy stands and the other bleeds, the under taker hurries with glee.

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