(limerick)These Guns Are Fist-fulls
It's a hand-gun for absent-mind 'pistols'
As guns go I'd say these are fistfuls
But you just 'shoot yourself'
You old ominous elf
And I'll find a new home for your pit-bulls
(If you knows of a better rhyme...)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
apparently recommended for democrats and republicans