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The Old Gunner

by Worldly Winds
Cowboy

Cowboy (Photo credit: Kevin Zollman)

The Old Gunner

Last one to go down

Fighting hard

A shooting star

Bucks the trend

Yet to what end?

Keep your feet to the fire

Squash the poor man down

Loopholes and promises

It’s gunner change

It’s gunner end

Taxing the senses

Try hard to pretend

Banking your pence’s

And yet to what end?

Ground moonbeams roasted

And fed to the masses

Who don’t ask questions

Morals and molasses

Standoff at Dodge City

Ten paces at dawn

Ethical genocide

Battle lines drawn

Highway robbery

Caffeine snobbery

Dead man’s boots

Amazonian roots

The Old Gunner

Last one to go down

Fighting hard

A shooting star

Bucks the trend

Yet to what end?

© The Old Gunner 21.02.2013

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm

Posted on February 21, 2013 at 10:00 PM in Alex, Poetry   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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6 Comments to “The Old Gunner”

    
  1. beeseeker
    February 21, 2013 at 10:18 PM

    Intriguing piece, bucks, stars and caffeine ? Is it possible?

    Reply
  2. beeseeker
    February 22, 2013 at 2:28 PM

    Ok, gunner ‘ave ter read it again 🙂

    Reply
  3. beeseeker
    February 22, 2013 at 11:55 PM

    Sorry – don’t bank on it 🙂

    Reply
    

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