This is the Midwest

You cannot exist unless you have a gun
This is the Midwest
You might want to kill a deer
Or an enemy
Or an enemy’s kin
Or an annoying grouse

Get your gun
Let’s practice shooting
We can shoot out windows
Or doors
Or people’s cars
This is the Midwest, we will be forgiven

Everyone has a gun
We all wanted to be sheriffs back in the day
No one will worry or call us thugs
We will be “good old boys”
Petted and loved,
Admired for our viciousness
There is a squirrel
Kill that.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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mysore Avatar
January 27, 2025 at 5:56 AM
Wish the whole world was like Midwest dear poet, less quarrels haha! love your poetry as always. missed a fortnight of your poems, but it is a pleasure to read them all now. Happy writing dear friend.
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January 27, 2025 at 11:20 PM
thank you so much Thriveni
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