Aaron Tate

Rookie (02-04-1993 / Elryia, Ohio)

Fun - Poem by Aaron Tate

Let me see that gun,
said the father to his son,
Lets pull the trigger and have some fun,
Now hold on son I'll give you five seconds to run,
And boy, did his son give a run;
It was like a track meet,
He stopped for a moment to hear his heart beat,
A click from the rifle and the boy fell off his feet,
The father took out a chair and took a seat.
Polishing the barrel with a smile,
He was proud his boy ran a mile,
And he sat quietly for a while,
Finally it hit him, he killed his son kyle.
So if your thinking of having some fun,
Don't pull a trigger on a gun,
Because no matter how fast you run,
You get shot, You'll be Done!

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 12, 2008

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