The Poetry Corner - My Grandfather's Glock

My grandfather's Glock was too large for his hand,
so an old Smith and Wesson he wore.
It wasn't that great, just an old .38,
but it proved the right tool for the chore.

For you'd stare down the bore, if you showed up at his door,
unexpectedly or late at night.
As he said, once, never to bring a knife
to your own gun fight.

-Proof

For those of you not familiar with the inspiration for the poem, here's Johnny Cash with his rendition: