A Christmas poem

[Atticus]

Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house
The guns were a-strewn
Cause asleep was my spouse

There was the AR15 , mostly plastic and black
It looked like a toy, but was ready for attack
An interesting rifle to shoot… no doubt
but how to clean the lugs and get the carbon out?

The CZ 452 is easier to clean…and for the price
A grand shooting machine
Where were these CZ’s when I was young…
When I had little money and even less fun?

There was the Swiss K31 disassembled bolt
I took it apart….jeez what a dolt
I dash to the net to get some advice
Lord I wish I had a padded vise

When up in the bedroom I heard such a noise
Oh no…. I can’t let her see all my toys
“Where’d you get thatâ€â€¦ I imagined her say
As I quickly stashed my new toys away.

D.Holt (Atticus)

 

[wardog]

 

[bytor94]

Chuckle!

 

[mr hanky]

that is what Christmas is all about

 

[Gus Dddysgrl]

Haha that's great. Too bad I'm the one with the checkbook and I know we don't have enough for anything new. Last time Jon didn't know that when I bought the gun(which he did know about), that I also bought an extra mag, and a holster. Heehee

The only thing he doesn't know about is my clothes. That's when I have to use the line "I got it from _____. I don't remember when. You like it?" It usually ends there with him saying it looks good. Cause I think of him when I buy all my clothes.

Gus

 

[Atticus]

"Haha that's great. Too bad I'm the one with the checkbook and I know we don't have enough for anything new."

That's the same situation in my household (my wife is the auditor) ....which injects even more mystery and intrigue into the magic of Christmas.