Iniquity's Last Stand

(A Haiku Of The Old West)

Saloon Is Brown, Dirty
Tired Cowboys Enter Worn, Sad
Shooting Mouths Like Guns

Young And Old Drink Deep
While Young Cowboys Fight Fair Fights
All Wearing Grudge, Guns!

In Dirty Saloon
Glass, Chairs Dance Across The Room
As Challenges Roar!

Tall Bartender Sighs
Another Saturday Gone
As Boys Become Men