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“I Hate Guns (The Sonnet) Please don't hold a gun to my head, Because firearms terrify me to death. When I am scared stiff due to stupidity, Nothing can keep the beast from outbreak. I battle everyday to keep it tamed, I dread the moment the beast finds release. Mock me, hit me, I assure your safe return, Hold a gun, and be torn apart limb from limb! So, I implore you, o savage most refined, Please show some mercy, and give up your guns! Or be a stupid moron, and carry in secret, Just not stupid enough to draw at my loved ones. Committing primitivity even God won't escape the Ravager. Bullets work on two-bit terrorists, not natural disaster.” — Abhijit Naskar
I Hate Guns (The Sonnet)
Please don't hold a gun to my head,
Because firearms terrify me to death.
When I am scared stiff due to stupidity,
Nothing can keep the beast from outbreak.
I battle everyday to keep it tamed,
I dread the moment the beast finds release.
Mock me, hit me, I assure your safe return,
Hold a gun, and be torn apart limb from limb!
So, I implore you, o savage most refined,
Please show some mercy, and give up your guns!
Or be a stupid moron, and carry in secret,
Just not stupid enough to draw at my loved ones.
Committing primitivity even God won't escape the Ravager.
Bullets work on two-bit terrorists, not natural disaster.