He had no regrets
about dropping the A-bomb.
Did he have a soul?
Enola Gay pilot dies 2 – no regrets
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He had no regrets
about dropping the A-bomb.
Did he have a soul?
Open the doors and
Eighty thousand lives are lost.
Helluva workday.
Paul Tibbets just went
to hell, where a black mushroom
cloud is his tombstone.
That candy still sits
there. What would Fat Bastard say?
“Get in my belly!”
When I eat healthy
it’s cottage cheese rye crispbread.
I’ll live forever.
7am could
be midnight. Kids stand on street
corners like hookers.
Only buy the good
candy because you have to
live with leftovers.
I type furtively,
blogging an addiction as
bad as crystal meth.
An apple, as red
as it is crisp, awaits on
the blue floral plate.
I must be up in
five hours. It’s like walking a
tightrope…or knife edge.