Gunslinger Poems - Poems about Gunslinger

I rode into town with the sun sinking low, I thought "it's too quiet, somehow they know" I wrote his name on the bullet, loaded it into the gun He had taken my farm and shot my dear son. I walked in the saloon, I said "find me Maclay!" The bartender whispered, "Boy, best walk...

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Gunslinger, hellspawn Thrived from Bane, a Western town He was a preacher in his prime To saving souls, he gave his time Condemned to death, but done no crime For, he was framed in gleam of dime A murderer, he was then called So, to the devil, his soul, he sold In deathly rope,...

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A preacher, Jeremy Winston lived out West two-hundred years ago. He was framed for murder of his family. Mammon offered him revenge if Winston gave up his soul. Although killed, he came back to life as Gunslinger Spawn! Winston was commanded to kill all the townspeople except for Parker, who he was ordered to float down a river in a casket. By saving Parker, he saved an ancestor of Hellspawn, who...

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Sam Adams was a cowboy Back in the wild west A badass gunslinger For hire to the biggest bidder Often working for the law Sometimes working for the outlaws He did not see much difference He took the jobs That paid him the most Thought that if he did not do it Someone else would no doubt Sam Adams thought about...

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With a sneer and a s.... His hand on the trigger The little boy cocked his gun His friends ran away Cos' they would not play With a boy that was no fun Note... Laugh in a half-suppressed and typically scornful way Snicker in American Sn....... in English as in all dictionaries with no offensive connotations whatsoever. I find the exclusion of the rest...

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(Quick off the top of my haid) Da dibble go down to Georgia A town in Texas, who knew He went on de run He took his six gun Lookin' for to doo wacka doo. He comed across a young sure-shot Targetin' a hickory stump Dibble feelin' sly Slithered up to this guy And patted him upon the rump. "What you doin' mistuh? You hyeh lookin'...

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a silver of a gunslinger, is a silver of gold silver is a gunslinger silver of gold gold is a gunslinger gold gold is a gunslinger silver a gunslinger gold is a gunslinger silver a gunslinger is a fool of gold a gunslinger is a fool of silver fool is fool’s silver fool is fool’s gold fool is fool’s silver gold fool is fool’s silver gunslinger silver...

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Idyllic country setting, from somewhere in the past Imagine an expanse of rich green grass Running up to a fence, fronting a proud red barn The subject of this timeless, yet timely yarn … The sky painted with bright streaks, close to sunset Showers had been falling; the world was...

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The Gunslinger There once was a honest man, a man of iron and steel Vengeance filled his heart, a lust for blood so surreal No one knows what calamity has forged his evil ways Or of what rages in his cold heart, no man can ever say In folklore some say, a law man he was, in a lawless,...

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Fairly Squarely Rarely Barely Shot from the hip fairly, squarely true Loaded clip but, rarely, barely drew 1-19-2018...

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Gunslinger I swung the doors open, hard and loud My view was hindered by the cloud. Of smoke and ash in hand and tray As I darkly stood in that old doorway. Dried blood 'n stale beer spotted the floor. They told of bad stories while predicting more. It was their place, I came from afar. I was the stranger...

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High noon... somewhere in the deep west a drifter rides into town in need of a fresh horse and some rest. he carries two 45's custom made to his taste with pearl handles and cursed steel many a man have tasted their fate. He carries no badge rides without a gang and for a purse of silver all he needs is a location and a...

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Only one scar, from a kid in Montana. His mom had him placed in a field of lantana. The kid was still smiling as smoke from his vest plumed when the bullet slammed through his chest. With a split second draw as smooth as fresh cream, another man falls just short of his dream. He doesn't pull quicker to take the...

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Buck was a tough man very fast with his gun always just one step ahead of the law He rode from town to town never staying all that long because as soon as word got out the young gunslingers would come Now Buck was not a man to go looking for trouble but it seemed that some how it was his middle name Really all he wanted...

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Billy the kid kept roving around, A campfire here, a cowhand there, He traveled alone through country & town, Always headed somewhere, One certain day he rode into town, His forty-five strapped on his side, Just to stop and drink one round, Then continue on with his ride, He hitched his horse and went in thru, The front tavern bat-wing doors, He didn't see anyone...

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