Duo

Hey! My mysterious shooter 'one eyed Jack'
Who roams along the dark mountain road.
Please load your rickety gun with that sugar-coated cartridge
And fire me straight before Sundown.
I am your moving target.
But problem is the Gravediggers as they are on strike nowadays for bonuses.

*[Doctor Mr.Weather. Bird, could you please prescribe me that bitter pill for the sickness; 'Life away from Home'.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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