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Racine Roulette

"Racine Roulette" by J.R. Her hands were trembling The only thing steadying them Ashley's grip on the gun Shaking them were the eyes of men Though her heart was clamoring She wore a nonchalant grin It's time to pay with your lives Time to own up to your sins One man a priest and one a bum Another a father and lastly a cop They each had wronged her None knew the meaning of stop Bound and gagged they wept Thinking of their last meal Thinking of their families And "Can we make a deal?" Ashley's whole body still shook But the men before her quaked She took a deep breath This was no mistake Eyes squinting closed with tears The men knew the end as bigger Than their selfish gropes Her finger on the trigger She lifted the gun high And they squealed with terror But she knew these thoughts Would never spare her So with a cock, a squeeze, a flash The four men looked Ashley lay on the floor Her red face crook'd A fountain of crimson Erupting from her head But for the rest of their lives The men knew they were dead