Written a few days ago while on the road in the USA (yes, how cliched). Started just north of the Florida-Georgia state line, finished before we got as far as Savannah...
Orange and black
On the attack
If he gets you he’ll lay you out flat on your back
Don’t hunt in a pack
To get him a snack
So you better hang on for dear life, that’s a fact
He’ll eat you
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