Self Defensive

Woke up one day scared

Here I am: old lady

End of a dirt road

Don’t know karate

Kitchen knives are dull

Neighbor is deaf

Cat is a coward

So I said to my husband

I want a gun

Bought a small black pistol

Went to the range

Shot my gun until I

Hit the target

Pretty well, call it a cluster

Peppering the red circle

I call it a cluster.

Put the gun in my sock drawer.

If necessary

The cat knows where to find it.

About Karen To and Fro

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