annie got her gun

your friend
annie
buys a gun, but
for personal
use only.
she takes the test
down at the gun
emporium, then
goes to the shooting
range and
blasts away
at the paper
cut outs of
bad men
with circular
targets on their
sketched out
bodies.
she's happy about
her gun.
the bullets,
the grip, the way
it sounds
when it goes boom
boom boom.
you didn't see
this coming, her
being so prissy
and gentle.
you never know
these days,
the book
by its cover.