WHERE THE
BUFALLO ROAMED
Make no mistake, we were the land's before
the lands were ours. We slaughtered whatever
stood in the way, paved driveways with buffalo
skins and draped walls with Indian flesh and the
real word 'Squaw' just means 'cunt' - you do
understand it was OK when we used it about
them. Go ahead and look it up, see if I care.
We filled in the caves with macadam and
sealed the entrances to every holy spot from
where once the earth Gods breathed. It
little mattered to us to piss in their river or
shit in their lake no one cared least of all
us - and we were proud and newly
arrived and had guns. To teach those
bastard Natives a thing or two
about real life.
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