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Iron Gut
Iron Gut
by Gary Carter
They call him Iron Gut
with his overpowering demeanor
and scruffy beard
under his dark piercing eyes
I think he was in the war or got shot in the stomach or something
He just sits upright on his porch
in his dark wooden chair
with a blank stare
And still to this day I wonder why
they call him Iron Gut