Something like withholding
Oh it makes the men so mad
This flag of freedom unfolding
Spinning stone-cold sober
Spitting words like seeds
Find the lock he wants
Swallowing the key
I breathe the funk of meanness
I like the way it reeks
I've been getting nasty
Fighting dirty for keeps
The man that wants you down
Will squash you quick with shame
But guns, they don't apologize
They shoot; it's in the name
Getting great at shameless
Thump it like a bass
A stomp n' holler song that
Makes the floorboards shake
Fill your belly, fat and fire
Recall a fight is fun
When you're the only one
Recall a fight is fun
When you're the only one
Who's brandishing a gun
Prompt: "Your challenge is, with this poem in mind, to write a poem informed by musical phrasing or melody, that employs some form of soundplay (rhyme, meter, assonance, alliteration)."
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