somethin fun I whipped up. Its my first attempt at, well, what I think can be considered prolonged metaphor? lol well anyways critique please! and enjoy
They call him
“The Wet-Willy Gunslinger”
his well-oiled handgun
with its slick-like-spit bullets
always, find their targets.
All wrapped in cowboy-leather
riding his trusty pinto
is a gunslingin bastard
a mere bad-ass hobo
this sorry sun-of-gun
robbin' hoes and saloons
of their fine merchandise
takin' out law and goons
ti'l trusty O'l Wet-Willy
slides his bullet
right in poor-bastards balloon.
Renowned for his brutal killings
is Mad-Jack Nelson
the pretty boy with looks that kill
found his next victim and a half
awaiting a rescue
is damsel and child
with pleads of mercy
damsel is just child
movin' his gun to
the the belly of a whore
Mad-Jack Nelson
falls to dirt floor
dripin wet ear
was the doin
of good o'l Wet-Willy
the proud son
of a whiskey-oiled whore



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