gadget.....boom <br />little boy....boom <br />fatman.....boom <br />tnt-ww2, so many <br />dead peaples, all <br />laying in a row, the <br />lord from above sheads <br />his tears, as the sky <br />tropers dropp a mega <br />bomb, on the citys homes, <br />cant we all get along, the <br />children scream, no says <br />the devel, for with out the <br />bombs, there would be <br />no peace.......<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cant-we-all-get-along3/
