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Dead Aim
He fondles the barrel of his gun
Caressing steel, calls it "hon"
This AR-15 has a kick
But center mass, his aim is quick
He claims that it's for home defense
Woe to those who climb the fence
They will learn the final lesson
Educated by a Smith and Wesson
He toes the body on the lawn
Blood spreading with the coming dawn
No reason for undue alarm
His semi-auto hasn't lost its charm.
Caressing steel, calls it "hon"
This AR-15 has a kick
But center mass, his aim is quick
He claims that it's for home defense
Woe to those who climb the fence
They will learn the final lesson
Educated by a Smith and Wesson
He toes the body on the lawn
Blood spreading with the coming dawn
No reason for undue alarm
His semi-auto hasn't lost its charm.
Published 25th Mar 2018
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26th Mar 2018 2:05am
Poignant piece, Sir Crow. The Smith and Wesson line reminds me of the Clint Eastwood line from "Sudden Impact." The endearing comments about the gun are frighteningly realistic. Bravo!
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