Editor's note: Written at the end of a five-week long flame-war over the issue of gun control, that sprang up on the Humans mailing list.
Warriers of the listserv
Begin your end
Before one of the others
Shoots you stone dead
O enough admiring guns
My stomach's churning
Tired of the gunfields
It's too short a time
To spend it in discord
When dat Bruce's chords sound fine
Voice of the new thread
Make me say, "Phew!"
All of my yearning
Sent in bits and bytes to you
O enough admiring guns
My stomach's churning
© 1999 Nigel Parry