Plastic frame, metal slide
Great big mag where bullets hide
Evil folks we dont abide
Makes us keep it at our side.
20 thoughts on “Ode to my Glock”
Bravo!
That’s an interesting twist on Green Lantern 😉
Such a poet!
Good use of meter and timing, and gods know I love the subject matter.
Fits my hand just like a brick,
Breaks my wrist with every kick,
Oh! That I weren’t such a dolt,
Would that I had bought a Colt.
Dont know what’s the source of your frowning
Thought you were smart and bought a Browning
I’m ready for the Shit to Hit
I’ve one of each; they both do fit
My hand just like a pricey glove!
Glocks just lack that king of love.
Beretta is the king for me,
Open slide, sexy as can be
Old world italian, classic you see
Just like my boy Machiavelli
I think is going to get that engraved on his Glock 22.
(Ignoring the fact that “king” was a typo for “kind” . . .)
Italian babes are sleek and fine,
Their charm and beauty blow your mind –
But I am part of a smaller faction.
Gimme that old-time single action!
Rack to fire
Alas too slow,
Single action only
For me is no go.
If in combat
As in love,
Action both ways
Fits like a glove.
“Rack,” you say? It’s never done;
I carry in Condition One.
Completely safe yet quick to use
Should crime my life to darken choose.
I’ll admit, a double-action’s sweet –
My little Ruger can’t be beat. P89, in dark blue steel,
But I still love that Browning’s feel.
With John B’s glory, experience I have not,
Range time with, I’d love to chalk.
Until then, with Pietro I will ne’er,
Fall fashion victim to a lump of Glock.
All us holy Mormon boys
Love to shoot John Browning’s toys.
If we ever gets to Texas,
We’ll bring the HiPower, if you’ll lets us.
(OK, that one was a little weak. )
i think i’ll get johns poem on my G20
for the rest of this thred i’ll have to put it on a colt double eagle or something.
We’d love to see you,
The whole bunch, and how!
But after you shoot my Beretta,
When you leave you’ll say Ciao!
Amazing poetry cascade, both of you…
Thank you, thank you, I’m here till…well……indefinitely?
I already speak Italian, you see,
‘Twas the land of my mission at age 23
Gun ownership is frowned upon there,
But their gun manufacture is beyond compare!
Bravo!
That’s an interesting twist on Green Lantern 😉
Such a poet!
Good use of meter and timing, and gods know I love the subject matter.
Fits my hand just like a brick,
Breaks my wrist with every kick,
Oh! That I weren’t such a dolt,
Would that I had bought a Colt.
Dont know what’s the source of your frowning
Thought you were smart and bought a Browning
I’m ready for the Shit to Hit
I’ve one of each; they both do fit
My hand just like a pricey glove!
Glocks just lack that king of love.
Beretta is the king for me,
Open slide, sexy as can be
Old world italian, classic you see
Just like my boy Machiavelli
I think is going to get that engraved on his Glock 22.
(Ignoring the fact that “king” was a typo for “kind” . . .)
Italian babes are sleek and fine,
Their charm and beauty blow your mind –
But I am part of a smaller faction.
Gimme that old-time single action!
Rack to fire
Alas too slow,
Single action only
For me is no go.
If in combat
As in love,
Action both ways
Fits like a glove.
“Rack,” you say? It’s never done;
I carry in Condition One.
Completely safe yet quick to use
Should crime my life to darken choose.
I’ll admit, a double-action’s sweet –
My little Ruger can’t be beat.
P89, in dark blue steel,
But I still love that Browning’s feel.
With John B’s glory, experience I have not,
Range time with, I’d love to chalk.
Until then, with Pietro I will ne’er,
Fall fashion victim to a lump of Glock.
All us holy Mormon boys
Love to shoot John Browning’s toys.
If we ever gets to Texas,
We’ll bring the HiPower, if you’ll lets us.
(OK, that one was a little weak. )
i think i’ll get johns poem on my G20
for the rest of this thred i’ll have to put it on a colt double eagle or something.
We’d love to see you,
The whole bunch, and how!
But after you shoot my Beretta,
When you leave you’ll say Ciao!
Amazing poetry cascade, both of you…
Thank you, thank you, I’m here till…well……indefinitely?
I already speak Italian, you see,
‘Twas the land of my mission at age 23
Gun ownership is frowned upon there,
But their gun manufacture is beyond compare!
Cool, Daddio….