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Education's Roderick R. Paige
Explains homicidal teen rage,
Omitting gun-toters
And Congressional voters
Whose brains are of minimal gauge.
 
________
 
 
Baby Pumpkin's Got a Gun
 
Baby pumpkins, sweetie-buns,
Baby got myself a gun.
Baby's life will be much nicer,
Now I've got an equalizer.
 
No more wait for feeding time,
Now mommy's always on the dime.
Even daddy treats me better
Since I showed him my Beretta.
 
I don't like my mean old teacher
Now I've got a way to reach her
Wow! I bet it will surprise her
When I pull out my little icer!
 
I don't know from Mother Goose,
Dr. Spock or Dr. Seuss.
All's I know is one good lesson,
That I learned from Smith and Wesson.
 
________
 
 
Leaden Angels
 
Forget your schoolwork and such concerns
Put your books and pens away
I am the last lesson you'll ever learn.
I brought my gun today.
 
You laughed, you laughed, you laughed me out!
Oh! The clever things you all would say.
But this time somehow I doubt
You'll find me fun today.
No, no. Not with my gun today.
 
You pushed me down, and said I fell
Teachers winked, and said "Okay."
Oh, how we'll laugh at that in Hell
When we arrive today.
 
Cursed from the day that dawned my birth
"Bug" and "worm" and worse they'd say.
But now a giant on this earth
Am I with this gun today.
 
Why do you run? Why do you hide?
Come out, come out, come out and play!
Come, come to me now in my final pride
On this final fine red day.
This glib and giddy day.
 
My turn to teach, my turn to lead!
Yours to quake and pray.
Yours to weep, and yours to bleed
Upon my gun today.
 
I am the innocent come to sin,
The angel that you threw away.
The chance that never comes again
Will pass with me today.
 
Blame the angels for devilment!
Praise the cowards of government!
The craven whores who gave consent
To the Angel of Death today.
 




Small Bore
 
Education's Roderick R. Paige
Explains homicidal teen rage,
Omitting gun-toters
And Congressional voters
Whose brains are of minimal gauge.
 
________
 
 
Baby Pumpkin's Got a Gun
 
Baby pumpkins, sweetie-buns,
Baby got myself a gun.
Baby's life will be much nicer,
Now I've got an equalizer.
 
No more wait for feeding time,
Now mommy's always on the dime.
Even daddy treats me better
Since I showed him my Beretta.
 
I don't like my mean old teacher
Now I've got a way to reach her
Wow! I bet it will surprise her
When I pull out my little icer!
 
I don't know from Mother Goose,
Dr. Spock or Dr. Seuss.
All's I know is one good lesson,
That I learned from Smith and Wesson.
 
________
 
 
Leaden Angels
 
Forget your schoolwork and such concerns
Put your books and pens away
I am the last lesson you'll ever learn.
I brought my gun today.
 
You laughed, you laughed, you laughed me out!
Oh! The clever things you all would say.
But this time somehow I doubt
You'll find me fun today.
No, no. Not with my gun today.
 
You pushed me down, and said I fell
Teachers winked, and said "Okay."
Oh, how we'll laugh at that in Hell
When we arrive today.
 
Cursed from the day that dawned my birth
"Bug" and "worm" and worse they'd say.
But now a giant on this earth
Am I with this gun today.
 
Why do you run? Why do you hide?
Come out, come out, come out and play!
Come, come to me now in my final pride
On this final fine red day.
This glib and giddy day.
 
My turn to teach, my turn to lead!
Yours to quake and pray.
Yours to weep, and yours to bleed
Upon my gun today.
 
I am the innocent come to sin,
The angel that you threw away.
The chance that never comes again
Will pass with me today.
 
Blame the angels for devilment!
Praise the cowards of government!
The craven whores who gave consent
To the Angel of Death today.
 
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