Man With A Gun Poem by Rob Knetsch
Man With A Gun
he came into town one day
walking the streets alone
why he was here he didn't say
it could be to have some fun
he seemed a nice guy to me
a lonely soul travelling alone
but there was a whisper maybe
he was guilty and on the run
people started to wonder why
he came to stay all alone
but i am sure and it's not a lie
he is just a man with a gun
'man with a gun' © Rob Knetsch 2013
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