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Having a Little Fun

He found it in a drawer next to his Daddy’s bed he thought it looked real cool so he picked it up to play with and shot his sister dead he didn’t mean to kill her he was just having a little fun now everyone agrees it was a terrible, terrible thing but you cannot blame the gun for it was in fact a little boy who shot his sister dead and, as everybody knows guns aren’t bad its people that are bad so that little boy who shot his sister dead and saw what he had done tragically believed that he must be one of those crazies with a gun that he hears so much about not knowing what else to do he raised his Daddy’s gun and shot himself in the head joining his little sister down there on the bedroom floor as dead as dead can be if asked to tell us why that little boy would say with the honesty and innocence that only the young can wield I was only doing what my Daddy said you have to do when someone crazy has a gun you have to shoot them dead before they shoot someone dead because we all know that that is what a crazy with a gun is surely gonna do.

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Date: 8/31/2023 4:26:00 AM
Why guns should always be locked away. Sad poem, and truly devastating, and yet we know it happens.
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