Posted on 04/03/2013 11:56:25 AM PDT by Responsibility2nd
"I was in my house in North Carolina. It was fall. I heard someone walking on the leaves. And somebody actually turned the knob. So I said, "Stand four feet back because I'm going to shoot now!" Boom! Boom! The police came by and said, "Ms. Angelou, the shots came from inside the house." I said, "Well, I don't know how that happened."
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Bogus. Just like my tagline...
Poetic Justice
My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun
In Corners till a Day
The Owner passed identified
And carried Me away
And now We roam in Sovreign Woods
And now We hunt the Doe
And every time I speak for Him
The Mountains straight reply
And do I smile, such cordial light
Opon the Valley glow
It is as a Vesuvian face
Had let its pleasure through
And when at Night Our good Day done
I guard My Masters Head
Tis better than the Eider Ducks
Deep Pillow to have shared
To foe of His Im deadly foe
None stir the second time
On whom I lay a Yellow Eye
Or an emphatic Thumb
Though I than He may longer live
He longer must than I
For I have but the power to kill,
Without the power to die
...Emily Dickinson....
And for the record she's a lousy poet and a lousy shot too.
A take off of the Indiana Jones famous scene.
Why didn’t she just vomit on the door ???
lol.
You know she had to take a poetshot through the door.
She wrote a poem called “A brave and startling truth.”
” When we come to it
When we let the rifles fall from our shoulders...Who reach daily for the bomb, the blade and the dagger “
Well I say she just contradicted herself by using a firearm.
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