Best Son Of A Gun Poems

Son Of A Gun

My Great Great Grandpa was a musket
only one son he would want.
My Great Great Grandma named him shotgun
he used to love to hunt.

He too would only want one son
and that's just what he got.
My Great Grandma named him rifle
he was a single...

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Even Honest Abe Lincoln admitted himself that he wasn't all that pretty,

   But you'll be hard-pressed to find a president who was more witty!

      During debates, Stephen Douglas called him a two-faced son-of-a-gun.

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I am fire cooked in the belly of a barrel
An inferno like a messenger of death from hell
Somersaulting like a ninja assassin wilding his sword unsheathed
With double edged precision and ill intent unleashed

In my clear trajectory I target any would be shot stopper
I spit fatality...

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I’ve never been to war
or claimed the old kings shilling.
Though born and bred to Army life
I knew the need for killing.

The civi’ kids thought those like me,
were gypsies in their town,
but quickly found how hard it was
to try to knock us down.

The discipline we had...

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If you were born a son of a gun
Life for you would not be fun
Because you'll never know your Dad
Or who was he if you had?
He could have been anyone.
You poor bastard Son of a Gun!...

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When I let one loose in the elevator 
I felt like a fart battling, a mitigator  
he said, "you couldn't hold it until later?" 
I said, "it just ran away, what a traitor!"  

when I got to my desk, I fanned it out...

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There once was a brave son of a gun
Who would pull his own trigger for fun
   He saw a school shooter
   Whom he shot and neutered --
That brave son's gun sure got the job done!...

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Son of a gun


Wake up this morning
Just laying there in bed
The sun came thru the window
Pulls the sheet over my head

Don’t have a job again
 The factory close the doors
We all lose our wages since
 George bush start those stupid wars

Now he is in Texas
A...

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Do not blame the bearer of the bad news –
A gun doesn’t kill by itself or a knife,
Nor a video game or hostile views;
An evil act is but wrought by a mind’s strife.

You may foster a sapling or stunt its growth
and see it’ll be a...

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Apt 4

Black Door

Next Door neighbors moved out 

Week before last 

Citing strange noises 

Rotten stench and an unruly pet

And the fact they had never seen , spoken nor met

Human nature is to speculate

But why waste the energy and time 

No foul,
No crime

Until the door is...

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