I shot a man

I shot a man.
It was in Belize,
years ago;
I was riding through town on a bus,
on my way to visit some ruins.
We slowed for a stoplight,
and I saw him sitting there.
The bus window was really dirty,
and we'd been delayed,
so were speeding the whole way,
and even now we barely stopped,
But I saw the man, sitting,
and the orange wall,
and the red awning,
so I took aim
and fired.

It wasn't until 3 weeks later,
when I got the film back from the lab
that I saw the snake.
I guess he had a weapon of his own.


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