Today I wrote my senator
urging him against
the passing of a Bill
clearly aimed at discouraging
the sale of semiautomatic handguns
in the fine State of New York.
In masterfully ignorant form
from behind the safety
of my NRA card
I concluded the letter
with a shamefully neophytic display
in the form of a cliche:
"Outlaw guns
and only outlaws will have guns."
I was too weak to resist.
Mea culpa, Mr. Heston.
I hope I've not let down
your cold dead hands again.
Currently reading:
"Breakfast of Champions" by Kurt Vonnegut.
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