Fire in the Holy!
Why did this all seem
Like a fuzzy dream
Those lips
Those eyes
And the flame that lit the skies
Little Ron yelled, things were dire
The town's church was on fire
3Gun shrugged and ran
"Holy smoke!" CG cried
She shrugged as well, and sighed
Deputy D set up a blockade
Making room for the bucket brigade
She told 3Gun the pastor was missing
He didn't stop to inquire
Ran instead straight into the fire
The pastor was by the pulpit, on the floor
A long way from the only door
He cursed when he saw the font was empty
But the blasphemy raised the pastor's head
3Gun grimaced; "At least I know you ain't dead."
Using a fireman's carry he rushed to the door
But the roof gave way and crashed to the floor
The stained glass window was the only way left
"No," cried the pastor, "he's a famous saint!"
And as the glass shattered he felt Pastor Phil faint
Deputy D ran to their side, "That'll cost you votes."
3Gun smiled and looked up to see CG taking notes
I told her to stay away, he lay the pastor down
"You were to stay behind, not here writing quips!"
She ran to his side, grabbed his head and kissed his lips
Now ain't life really funny . . . sometimes
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Busted Gulch vol. 4
AdventureThe Gulch is changing. The town is growing. Nothing seems the same anymore, a storm is brewing in the tent city as a new villain Tex Mex has shown he will not be pushed around. Are the heros of the Gulch ready to take on such a formidable foe? Will...