Carry my rifle to the Capitol,
To intimidate, because I can,
Locked and loaded, I strut
Around like a country man,
Act like I’m ready to kill,
But constrained by reality,
I proclaim but stay still,
Except to pose for the
TV cameras, come what will,
Macho emotions unglued,
Rustic gun-lover thrill...
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