Starvin Larry

‘Twas the week before Christmas, and all through the land,
There was talk from our rulers that guns should be banned.
They wrote bill after bill so we’d think they care,
In hopes that dictatorship soon would be theirs.

The criminals nestled, all snug in their beds;
They’ll always have guns, no matter what’s said.
Same for the pols, who tax us to hire
Armed thugs for protection, even when they retire.

Far, far away flew the truth like a flash
As bureaucrats demonized those with a stash.
Statists as usual stooped lower than low,
Blaming our guns for San Bernardino,

Source: Gunfight before Christmas – Personal Liberty®