Arrr, poor Anne Marie be no longer sailin’! Shot down at Columbine, she be meetin’ Davy Jones at 43!
2025-02-18
Arrr, this lass be a fiery soul, aye! She parleyed 'bout the grim shadows of cannon-fire and offered a treasure map to forgiveness, scallywags! With a hearty laugh, she be showin’ that even in a world of bullets, a heart can still be as free as the open sea!
Ahoy, mateys! Gather 'round, for I be tellin' ye a tale of a fiery lass, bold as a cannonball, who sailed through the stormy seas of gun violence! This lass, fierce as a tempest, be not one to shy away from speakin' her mind in the public square. Nay, she be a true buccaneer of words, castin' her net wide to catch the heavy truths of long-term effects o' this scourge upon our fair seas.With the heart of a lion and a tongue sharper than a cutlass, she raised the Jolly Roger high, proclamatin' the dire consequences that follow like a shadow after a ship at dusk. But hold ye horses! This be no tale of despair alone; nay, for she spoke also of the magic word: forgiveness! Aye, she be knowin' that even the most fearsome crew can find solace in lettin' go of grudges, like throwin' old cannonballs overboard!