I was mad at my TV,
So I shot it.
My toaster was asking for it,
So it got it.
I got a not-so-smoothie,
So my blender went kablemma!
Now my gun is malfunctioning,
And I face a dilemma.
I was mad at my TV,
So I shot it.
My toaster was asking for it,
So it got it.
I got a not-so-smoothie,
So my blender went kablemma!
Now my gun is malfunctioning,
And I face a dilemma.
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I own a celebrity gun range
Just minutes from D.C.
It’s a place for visiting stars to come
Shoot a gun or a movie.
So if you’re in the city
And you want to kill someone
Just come down to the Shooting Star
And shoot like you’re someone!
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I know folks are unhappy
When they come into the shop
With their car behind a tow truck
After an unexpected stop.
I know just why they take it out
On the guy behind the desk,
And in their frustration
Have need to vent about their mess.
I tried to work a grocery store,
And shops for clothes and tires,
Yet no matter what, the customers
Always brought their ires.
That’s how I came to work here,
In sales at Guns R Us,
‘Cause when there’s a rifle in your hands
Folks don’t make such a fuss.
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