Hired Goons

Ski Mask Sacrifice

Flooding the gates,
attracting attention,
the boss gettin' away.
Piles of wasted clips
hitting nothing in the process.
One shot from you, they're down.
Send them on a job,
foiled by an 8 year old with a birth defect.
Nameless,
Faceless,
Pure cannon fodder.


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