Though we cannot make our sun stand still, yet we will make him run.
Blue, resist the urge to use facebook. You can do it. Good luck.
Cats and dogs can be friends. So can cowboys and indians. So can we.
Why try to be the best when there's no hierarchy in heaven?

Friday, August 29, 2014

The Gun That Didn't Want to Be a Gun

There once was a gun that wanted to have some fun 
Not shooting people and stuff ─ I mean... enough is enough
No, he wanted to be a boy or even a toy
"Just don't let me cause any more harm" (Wasn't that gun a charm?)
"I'd even settle for being like you... Handsome and blue"
Now, I wouldn't know about that, but why not be a cat
And have some fun flipping the bird at your mat
(Of course the PC Brigade would make you do that)
Or be like Lynda and create something in 3D?
Like a 3D Duck or a real life Dezzy?
Isn't blogging much more rewarding than shooting a kid?
Why not buy a camera and shoot... like Juliette did?
Or be a cook and bake a cake with Gloria Dear?
(Just don't be a cook like me causing heaploads of fear)
I hear being a gun is kinda hard work
Shooting innocent folks and sometimes the occasional jerk
Wouldn't you want to relax on our little Bora Beach?
Be like Truedessa, a pirate, or like me, a somewhat Grumpy Teach
Nothing's out of reach when you're not a gun
You could save a kitty on the run or have a beautiful son
Hey, ditch those bullets and shoot kindness instead
And I don't mean "shoot" kindness like now it's all dead
Listen to Wendy: she'd read a book about a bear, not one about a gun
'Cause she knows how to care and to make that sun run.

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Well, Wendy, I guess you were my Down Under Muse today...