The Showdown

Into the street he sauntered one day Might be his last, no one could say. Wore a sassy Stetson, chaps and spurs ring-jingly things, with raucous burrs. A silvered six gun pressed his hip a tiny tremble dressed his lip. Tough as nails with firm resolve he hoped this battle would absolve, a hidden weed of secret fear (kept to himself, so very near). With nerves of steel he ambled along his sober thoughts a mournful song. It was not very far across the town to the scene of the big showdown. When he reached the square he gave a shout to a lurking foe he yelled, “COME OUT!” But no man breached the lair’s cold door, so he lifted the latch, chilled to the core. His enemy glanced up, with face in mask, our hero blanched, crushed by his task. His quick draw hand was not advanced but a warm foul liquid filled his pants For in the hand of his fated foe was a killing tool, he’d soon come to know. “Mommy!” “Mommy! “Mommy!” the gunslinger cried. Thrice he pleaded, but was denied. For the quest he faced was not for thrill. It was the dreaded, droning, Dentist’s drill.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016



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Date: 7/20/2017 8:25:00 PM
Fabulous surprise!
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Date: 7/21/2017 8:01:00 AM
Thanks Hannah. I probably worked harder on this one than almost any poem I've written. Trying to get that many lines to come out correctly in cadence and rhyme scheme is a lot of work!
Date: 12/17/2016 6:30:00 PM
Love the dentist twist at the end John; which reminds me of my upcoming appt. in 2 weeks, gulp! Great unique western poem! Cheerios~Che
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Date: 12/18/2016 9:15:00 AM
gulp times two, I gulp for you!
Date: 12/17/2016 10:13:00 AM
Hahaha!
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Date: 12/18/2016 9:13:00 AM
If U B smilin' I B pleased
Date: 12/17/2016 9:05:00 AM
Ouch! That hits home, though I simply don't like it, not fear it:) a 'jaw - twisting' write (pun intended) :)
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Date: 12/18/2016 9:12:00 AM
GOTD! (giggle of the day award) for excellent punnery:-)
Date: 12/16/2016 12:53:00 PM
I shouldn't laugh....
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Date: 12/18/2016 9:11:00 AM
I hope you do!
Date: 12/16/2016 3:34:00 AM
... Who is not .... helpless we lie in the chair with open mouth ... with fear ... and the dentist's drill comes closer and closer - A great poem, John :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 12/16/2016 10:05:00 AM
Ooh, your comment reads like a horror story! Huggadoodles ~ j
Date: 12/15/2016 11:24:00 AM
GOTD
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Date: 12/16/2016 10:04:00 AM
Score!
Date: 12/15/2016 10:41:00 AM
Hi John, When I first started reading I thought I was watching some old western flick. But I your twist at the end threw me for a loop.It was totally unexpected. I can relate I'm still terrified of the dentist. Bring on the laughing gas lol! :-) Alexis
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Date: 12/16/2016 10:04:00 AM
GOTD! (Bring on the laughing gas lol!). Love it! You know, I've never had laughing gas! I'm deprived!!! :-):-):-)
Date: 12/15/2016 9:27:00 AM
Hilarious childhood scenario of a gunslinger in his own version of "High Noon" and facing a foe worse than any Cooper had faced in said movie. And an apropos response for such a gunslinger.
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Date: 12/16/2016 10:03:00 AM
In my childhood world the dentist was WAY worse than Black Bart! Thanks for visiting my silliness. ~ john
Date: 12/15/2016 8:56:00 AM
Love the twist at the end of the poem John - can relate from my childhood but I have no fear of the dentist now!:-( hugs jan xx
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Date: 12/16/2016 10:00:00 AM
My childhood dentist started college in forestry. I have had more that one tooth attacked with a chain saw! This was a hard write for me, I'm not used to using so many words and getting a "Jan twist" at the end was also a challenge! Huggabugs ~ j
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