and then don’t
Step out of line
and I’ll have you
sprawled in the dust
as the warning shot
screams past your ear
into the gloves
A sniper’s brain
a hair-trigger arm
Take me on?
Make my day
by Simon Rae
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Beware. Lehmann look-alike ->Bruce Willis, DieHard 3.
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