Frank E Gibbard Posted April 4, 2013 Share Posted April 4, 2013 (my US NPM poem for April 2) It was I who killed J. F. K. I shot him down from on high, I too who ended Mr A. Lincoln and it's not some braggart's lie; mine was the muzzled velocity which made deadly bullets fly. In these acts of assassination I starred in every one, played my part in each climatic scene, I'm an efficient killing machine; saw off M. Gandhi, M. L. King and J. Lennon, all fell to me in the reckoning. Here's is my J. Hancock on my calling card I'm always at your service .. A. Gun. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted April 5, 2013 Share Posted April 5, 2013 A well presented, modern and relevant personification that's reminiscent of Bret Harte's short poem, "What the bullet sang". B. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted April 5, 2013 Share Posted April 5, 2013 Frank this is marvelously clever and I agree with Benjamin entirely. Nice work! Juris Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Frank E Gibbard Posted April 5, 2013 Author Share Posted April 5, 2013 Thanks fellows, heart-felt glad it had impact. Frank Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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