The GUNSLINGERS

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THE GUNSLINGERS

Bob was a dead wringer

For a cold gunslinger,

At least that’s how he saw himself,

 

He practiced shooting all day,

He had little time to play,

And then, he put his gun on a shelf,

 

One day, Bob sought his gun

For more shootin’ fun,

But his gun was nowhere to be found!

 

Bob was upset and sad,

But then, he got mad,

The thief may still be in town!

 

Then, Bob heard a gun pop!

And then heard it stop,

Bob ran to investigate!

 

Before you can say, “Mister,”

He saw the thief was his twin sister!

Both “gunslingers” were only eight!   😊