Target Shooting Poem by Jean Bernard Parr
Target Shooting
The rifles are hi tech these days
it's hard to keep up
and anyway, I'm always amazed
how the pellet, air driven
is so true, it flies in a curve
and drops neatly into the black
but I daydream and dally
eyeing the target through keyhole
into a dream of Custer's last stand
and a siege at Bloomfontein
Monday, May 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: shooting
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