The pop gun outlaw
The pop gun out law
rode from town to town
on his steed he’d ride
wearing his hat like a crown
his name they would call
and the pop gun would draw
his poor mother could never
get him to follow the law
his crew was few
and little they knew
of the sheriff who waited
with his posse of two
into the towns the out laws
would ride
and all who knew him
would run off and hide
through his scope
the sheriff had eyed
then pulled the trigger
and screams were cried
dinner is ready
its time to come in
their game was over
before either could win
(2014)
