Some poetry concealed carry people might like.
"Epitaph For a Politician"
"Here richly, with ridiculous display.
The politicians corpse was laid away"
While all of his acquaintances sneered and slanged, I wept!"
For I had longed to see him hanged."
Dedicate that one to most of our current crop of politicians.
"He's an old blind bar,
Alone in the woods.
With only the smell of his breath for comfort."
"Too mean to die.
Too lost to care.
But show some caution!
He's still the bear!"
Dedicated to those of us who carry a concealed weapon and who have a few wrinkles around the eyes. Some of our current crop of politicians think they can poke a stick at the bear. They forget that like the last line says,"He's still the bear!"