It was just another night
on the warf with all the
coloured lights strung
along the pier..
It was the usual weekend party
in the warm summers breeze..
I was a nice guy..
Everybody knew it so how
could I be held suspect?
I was a bit numb leaning over
the pier rail..feeling good
Some say it was probably the
champagne..who knows..
A sweet thing was clutching
my arm enjoying my humorous
little digs at the locals..
I was cool..perhaps to cool..
Somewhere in the night as the
moon was smiling at all our
harmless chatter a tall figure
approaching from behind me
uttered an obscene statement..
I really wasen't all that upset..
But I wasen't going to let this
little happenstance ruin my night..
In a flash I garnished a nickel-plated
38. caliber from my hip and fired
with lightning speed at the surprized
intruder..
He dropped like a bag of dirt..
It was over as quickly as it started..
I was fast..perhaps to fast..
Another night on the warf..
It was no big deal..
The locals simply dubed the
insident..The Champagne shootout~