Lived To Tell The Tale Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum

Footsteps superseded a cough
Gunshots were heard outside
and the whistling bullets pushed through
the air destroying everything in it's path
until it's velocity reached zero
The fires ceased so
he got up to go look around
He pulled out his.44 magnum
and slowly crept up quietly
through the wood cracking ground
There was some kind of movement
and he knew that was a lot of automatic fire
that was coming from outside
Something was waiting behind door number one
'Door number one of the mystery doors. I think it is instant death.'
He suddenly hears a crowd laughing
There's three other doors
His eyes dart past the windows and the doors
Then coming back down the same path
Shadows emerge from the window
He gets low and studies the shadows
then lets two shells bull out of the gate
Two men dropp one of them starts swearing profusely
Little did he know that there was one man standing
Right behind the door ducked down and ready before
the two stairs of the porch started its climb
He unloaded in a horizontal stream
hitting the house owner in the ankle
The man was falling down and started to fire off his magnum
there were three shots fired leaving one remainder
Shit he was at a disadvantage
He started to crawl to the back of the house
He smacked into a plastic garbage can
The aggressor kicked the door down and started firing
Spray and pray
Spray and pray
Ducked behind the kitchen he waited for him to reload
Click clack chu
He rolled out of the kitchen
and out into the main lobby of his house
he fired a well aimed shot and it was all over
He had a license to kill in self defense
He saved the day and lived to tell the tale