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============================== The Gunslinger Speaks of the Shooting ============================== The stranger spoke as I awoke As the churchtower stuck noon Nothing was said as if all were dead That sat in the dark saloon And the sun outside the clay had dried Until it was but dust A main said the rain will come again For in time, sometime, it must And I saw there who at me did stare A face from long ago A man I left for dead, though it survived it was said The truth in that I now did know. As his gun he seized he seemed mighty pleased To find me in such a state But he drew last as I was too fast And the story I relate Two shots rang out and he fell about And blood splattered on the floor And to make sure I killed the whore I shot him in the head twice more And my whisky been drank, the bartender I thank And leave the room at speed And the town I left, and a widow bereft To freedom on my steed... How did you like this text? You have to be logged on to be able to rate and comment. Logon or Register , it won't take up more than 10 seconds of your time. Rating  Current rating is: 5 1 readers have rated this text Author's description Latest in the Wild West Series... a gunslinger shoots an opponent who comes back when he thought he had killed him before... Comments January Keck , 14 February 2009: Absolutely Fantastic!!!! They didn’t have that rating on here, but they very well should have! Tales of the wild west appeal greatly to me, especially in poetical form. My family lived some of the more sedate wild tales of Texas history. Perhaps you were just in a playful mood, but oh my--the muse doth lead! |
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