"I love my gun"

Poem #7. Uploaded Sunday November 7, 11:12 PM.

I love my gun
It's very nice
It hurts my neighbor
I've used it twice
The first time
I was very mad
The man I met
He wasn't bad
But yet he spoke
With retard sounds
And so I gave him
Seven rounds
Two for mother
Four for dad
One for me
Because I'm sad
The second time
Was after this
I felt so sad
I was not missed
My children never
Called me back
The cancer grew
So they took my sack
My wife is gone
I paid a w***e
And I can't take it
Anymore
The second time
I was very sick
I love my gun
It did the trick

Reviews

[Doug Ordunio]

This is good because of the rhymes. If I were you, I might consider...taking out
the lines: I paid a w***e
And I can't take it
Anymore
After the des[air of "My wife is gone", it seems to move to the final section naturally