The question of guns,
is doing it's rounds.
Some would argue,
the safety grounds.
Others would say,
there's no other way.
then there are others,
who say, make a new way.
Guns or no guns,
the President's men,
need to keep guns.
But the children, women,
don't bring guns.
A constant battle,
and a struggle,
of the good and evil.
Good has to double,
evil spells trouble.
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