My mommy has a black gun that she keeps in her black bag. she has it to protect us she tells us with a drag. Some times she takes it off and puts it on a high shelf. A place where a little person can't reach it a person like my self. Like Dorthy the only time she leaves it alone is when shes taking her bath. And sometimes I think "maybe i'll take it" while she thinks that i'm doing my math. I'll introduce it to my temple and then i'll release it's wrath.