Trigger Happy
When she picked up her first gun,
she felt sheer exhilaration
When she took the first shot,
she felt supreme elation
She craved caressing the cold power
in her hand
She loved pressing the trigger
again and again
Metal ****** was better than human
Trigger happy ...
99 luft balloons
Hair trigger emotions
sing a gravedigger tune
Anger her and she will flat blast you;
try to pleasure her,
and she’ll disdainfully tell you
what her gun lover can do
Trigger happy ...
the aroma of gunsmoke
makes her smile,
and tingle inside so much
Hair trigger reactions,
911 millimeter response bolt action
Her hero lover is too hot to touch
She covets unleashing the smoking power
with either hand
She loves pressing the trigger
again and again and again
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