A Door Locked Is a Gun Cocked

A door with a strong key locked
Is a room outrightly blocked!
So, in which space had folks flocked
When darkest eleven clocked?

Not a door at which one knocked,
For stubborn key one has mocked:
The picture: a room with wares stocked
By one who had a ship docked,
All its windows well-shuttered
For a privacy not shattered…

A door with a strong key locked
Is a double-barreled gun cocked.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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