Best Six Shooter Poems

With His Six Shooter In Hand He Emptied Its Load


In a whiskey glazed stupor his horse he shot
Under blue-wailing moon his heart, a broken mess
And then his emotions tossed in their sad lot
Somewhere with lost hope, his failures he did confess
But as image appears, her...

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They say it won the West, or lost it to a faster draw
                               Made most...

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