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Sometimes Being Last is a good thing

Speed Thrills But Accuracy Kills

by Earl Corp

With the setting moon, And the rising sun, A gunfight will be soon, I’ll face a hired gun, In the street he’ll shout, He’ll yell my name, Bart, I’m callin' you out, Afterwards it won’t be the same,   But I’m not coming out, I’m stayin’ in the saloon, It’s not I have a doubt, I’m waitin' for high noon,   It’s almost that time, To head out to the street, Into the bright sunshine, To see if Ringo can be beat, But before I go, I’ll have another beer, Because we all know, You’re dead many a year,   Now we’re face to face, Everything has gotten still, We’ve stepped off our pace, One of us will go to Boot Hill,   I watched his eyes, He slapped leather fast, But those that are wise, Know it’s about who stands last.

Writing Prompt write a four line, seven stanza poem about the old west. rhyming method: 1st stanza 2nd and 4th line must rhyme. 2nd stanza, 2nd and 4th line must rhyme, etc,

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#2786 2019