Target

When I am feeling frustrated
Or angry with my life
I like to get a target
And glock away my strife

Loading up the ammo
Taking careful aim
Always hitting on the mark
This is a great game

You wouldn’t know to see me
That I like to shoot
I seem pretty normal
Isn’t life a hoot
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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November 26, 2009 at 8:44 AM
I'm hearing you JB. It's Relaxing. I can't afford bullets so I use a bb gun and old 45 records for targets . ...Interesting that the 45 is the target and not the gun....hmmm. cool poem. - Robert
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