25 December 2009

Twelve days of Gubmas

On the twelfth day of Gubmas, my true love sent to me

Twelve drums of ammo

Eleven shooters shooting

Ten Fords a-rusting


Nine locked and loaded


Eight mags o’ munitions


Seven arméd women

Six geese for slaying

Five Gold Cup gubs

Four falling birds

Three ranch hands

Two shooting gloves


And a cartridge in a bare tree.

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