Gun Control Would Be So Mean

Gun control would be so mean
it’s much nicer this way, said cousin Gene
but some are challenged, should they own a gun?
Of course he told me. It’s part of the fun.

The fun of murdering people at a mall?
What is joyful about that, asked Cousin Paul.
You’re a liberal, said Gene, don’t speak to me.
as he watched gun violence on his TV.

People who should know better, do not, I said.
No one needs an assault rifle, making people dead.
You don’t know what you’re saying, said cousin Gene.
We need guns for protection, I have seventeen.
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