Monday, September 24, 2012

Laughing gun


This scientist you see 
Almost got a Nobel Prize 
She invented a laughing gun for free 
Took everyone by surprise... 
  
Carrying, she claims if you shoot the gun 
Everyone will laugh, love and only have fun 
She asks us to try, in neighbouring countries of the world, 
She is sure the gun, with an angry mob, would work. 
  
It has to be first approved by all clever men 
What a silly gun this is, before our wit and acumen! 
Counter-attacked the wise, try it must we should 
Let us see her craft if it’s of any good. 
If so much was invested inventing tear gun 
That had over the years, made people flee and cry. 
Why don’t we give this d*mn just a little try? 
Okayed was it for some willy-nilly fun. 
  
There’s running there a bitter angry mob 
She shot just once, that crafty little knob. 
Grounded and stunned to see what they saw 
It turned into a stage with everyone in awe! 
Their anger ran away they were laughing all in one 
The silenced audience saw the drama with the gun. 
All were shaking hands, the mob and the cop 
Happy were they all from the bottom to the top. 
  
Days passed. The lab where she invented the gun? 
No trace. No mark. All over, all were done. 
She was tried in court as the story goes. Fled and went on the run. 
Her tears kept rolling on and on, without a tear gun. 
  
Hush! She’s now not alone, is with her little child 
Trying laugh guns in the wind; are out in the wild. 

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