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Oi vey to the NRA

Every mother's son
should have the right to own a gun
They would shoot at each other till there is none

There would be no gun problem after that
There would be no reason for a spat
No one would be left to call a rat

But this is not the solution we would want
This is a solution that does haunt
The N.R.A. has missed the point

Only the police militia and armed guards should own a gun
Then there would be no shooting till there is no one

By marvin goldfarb

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