Two Gun TableA Poem by MoriartyMesaA western,
Once there was this feller who rode this Tennessee stud, this horse was near gold with emerald eyes,
The feller was known to some folk in the south west, as "The Two Gun Table". Thick black whiskers, with that fancy English Cavalry swagger thats all the rage in the east. Mounted Rifleman, Green tunic, in matching buck skin jacket an trousers and polished boots. The famous R.A.M.R. bandoleer, the Lions mouth and chain got that nice polished silver. But what took my eye's, was them cross draw colts. Now there are rare kinds of fellers that wear a cross draw belt, law men from time to time, Bronco Buster been known, but I confess I knew only a few. Hired guns on That Wells Fargo or Garrent Mining Incorporation. But mostly killers, to see a Queens officer wearing them colts. Makes a feller spit out his cigar juice and reckon. He made his way in, all them fine Eastern curiosity. Austrialian hat, epplits, Our man is a Captain, all smiles and nods to the w****s upstairs and Pharaoh dealer. Son of B***h slaps the silver door with a tall glass of whiskey. "thats drinkin liquor,what?" Piano starts to play a nice diddy from Kentucky, normally I can spot a dandy, buck, blade, highwayman, outlaw and Army. Somethin about this son of a b***h is all six and a snake eyes too boot with spurs. Wait, I done spotted something that look a lot like a confounded plot. Feller at the Captains back, "Mr. Table?" No word, sound or movement, he plugged that man with his smoke wagons. Than placed a small paper on the mans chest, he walked out as cool as can be, the paper was a warrant, dead or alive. On his way out he had a smile and a pinch of his mustache, "Two Gun Table, what!" © 2013 MoriartyMesaReviews
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4 Reviews Added on September 20, 2013 Last Updated on September 23, 2013 Tags: western, Guns, Rose, British American AuthorMoriartyMesaGONZOLAND!!!!!!!!!!!!, CAAboutI am back! And in the word's of someone i met at a bus station. I cant remember. more..Writing
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