when JFK spoke those word of fear,
I imagine he saw the writing on the
wall, perhaps much like reading
someone's lips, but who really
knows till you get to the other side,
how many bullets hit him 2 or three,
one on the knoll, one here & there,
how many are we supposed to believe,
in Canada they tried to kill me, in the
USA I'd be dead, in Russia they wouldn't
care,
could you imagine a stink to send me
to the USA & it finally got some money
out of MIT for me, the stink that smelled
up a nation, lol
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