The Old Saloon

I opened the back door
And was startled at what I saw
For just a fleeting moment
They were arguing to a great extent

Suddenly there were guns and shots rang out
And the whole scene disappeared with a shout
There was no more for me to see
A ghostly apparition disappeared easily.

© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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