Poems of the Week

Ruckus at the Okay Corral

by Dan Campion

“Republicans lash out against Senate gun bill and each other”
The Hill

Rejoice this gang is “lashing out,”
Not meeting at high noon
And snarling, “Draw, you dirty lout!”
In front of some saloon;

We must, I think, point up the best
In every situation.
No need to wear a Kevlar vest!
Just salve for irritation.