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Down the barrel of a gun

Down the barrel of a gun

If I was him I would run away and hide
Coz she has got her hopes set very high to becoming his bride
Tho she has been pestering him for ages and his answer is always “No”
This is a leap year with February the twentyninth tomorrow so
God help him if he doesn’t get on a plane 
She’s not gonna listen to him when he says no again
Infact the registrar will be booked and all her folks will be ready 
It’s six months since September she says they’ve been courting steady
But the truth of the matter is she has a bun in the oven from one boozy night six months ago when he succumbed to her lovin’

Oh my God here she comes with her Father in tow
They are heading for his house
Where is Billy going to go
Her Dad has a rifle in his hand with the barrel pointing down
I reckon there’s gonna be a shotgun wedding in this little town
Unless Billy Winner can find a dam plausable excuse
She is on her way with a big rat trap to ensnare and seduce
Yet he is bound to say yes down the barrel of a gun
Annie likely will be Mrs A. Winner if you can pardon the pun

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Jill Tait

Very true ?❤️❤️❤️

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