Diary of a Western Bandit
January 23, 1867
Today I start my journey becoming independent, starting a brand new life
No more wife and kids and taking care of peasants, now I end all that stife
December 24, 1847
My goal is to find my inner soul and live a free man
Excuse me, I did not properly introduce myself, my name is Dan
I grew up raised on a farm, milking cows until my dad broke my arm
A few days later I asked my mother for a favor, gave me the key to the barn
She told me I could take the tracter to the doctor so I could heal
Not knowing I wouldn't return home I stopped and picked some veal
And when I got to the doctor he told me I need a shilling to seal the deal
I told him I would kill em' if he didn't fix me up, and of course he sqealed
So I grab the doctors blade and I slice his face
He bleeds uncontrollably and reaches for his suitcase
But I sliced his neck before his hand could even leave its place
My jaw dropped for what i've just done, now I must leave w/o a trace
The Sheriff of Death Valley arrived at the shack looking for me
But I escaped out the back window so now I couldn't see
What was in back of me because i've now committed a felony
Then a boy walks in front of me and stares hard with jelousy
I run so far where there were no trace of a single car
I've ran so far, I then thought I neighbored the North Star
So I fall asleep with no supper with my stomach growling
With no idea where I was I heard wolf's prowling
December 25, 1847
I awake the next morning to see a woman mourning
Crying painfully, and still I don't ask why is it her tears are pouring
I walk up next to her and ask her what is wrong with her health
She tells me her husband died and now she couldn't carry herself
"He was a doctor, and the finest i've ever seen"
And the lady goes on about how his eyes were green
Then she has a heart-attack right in front of my eyes
I couldn't help her, and now an innocent woman dies
So much for my x-mas, now I play with my present
The only one I got was the one of a dead peasent
January 22, 1867
I have a new family now, two girls and a spouse
A new job at the mill bought us our own house
We live happily until a man arrives at our door
My daughter opens and the man calls her a whore
She crys and runs to her mother, as I prepare for war
Aim my rifle at his heart and it tips the core
He falls and screams all in a single rush
My daughers start crying and my wife tells them to hush
I grip my head in shock because I've taken another soul
A dead body rests on my doorstep, now I feel like a troll
Me and the Mrs. bury the body in the back behind a bush
About 300lbs. of human me and her had to push
A few hours later, I grab my wife and take her
Yell at her in front of the children, and then a raped her
Now my life falls apart in the dark silence it is
I pack my bag and leave the house without the kids
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-Dan Richmond
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