Why Do We Need Guns?

Image: Water color on paper, J. P. Moriarty

Saw my friends shot dead
Through the closet keyhole,
As the striped flag fell
Off of the pole.

To hell with the ministers
To hell with the NRA,
Why do we need guns
At a place so gay?

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