Madame Barreta
Madame BarretaThe elegant madame Barreta
barks caution on a stomach
full of bullets. She'll spit and
bite. Spit and bite her way
through the feilds of black brown
and green. flak jackets helmets
and combat boots. Mow them
down to a red ruint stubble.
Smoking from an exhausted
mouth she pants for an end but
this is her lot and she will
always be full.
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