Happy World Poetry Day! – from the Bulletsmiths To celebrate, check out this poem written by By Ola Warren and published on page 7 of the February 1957 issue of Precision Shooting magazine.
Life is not dull with a Stool Shootin Nut,
My gosh no – It’s anything but
My days are not marked with monotony
Neither can they be tagged all efficiency,
But I wonder and wonder why things go awry
When I have tried so hard his wish to comply,
Sense of time disappears each spouse will agree
When a meeting is held by the “Big Three.”
I set a good table with soft candle light
And in comes my darling looking a sight,
No time to shave – No time to change
He’s spent all day at that darned old range.
Later I suggest we go out for some fun
Splendid, he says – we will try out my new gun,
I dumbly smiled to be a good sport
While secretly thinking of a Divorce Court.
Next day he states he has plans for me
How sweet, I think, it’s our Anniversary,
Come on he says, for Heaven’s Sake
We have five hundred bullets to make.
Then ‘ere I get going – I hear his cries
What have you done with my Biehler dies **!!##**,
I give up – but no use rave
I just admit I’m a Stool Shootin Slave.