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darker shadows hail little mystery nor wonder

the basics to out live a legend

are mere hopeful imaginings

told for future fodder

nervous is the unangled drawer

history wallows in such gush

ardent are pure evils admirers

across the wave of smothered gasps

there came a nauseating hush

Tool Hyde had descended upon the lawless town

his mission

why, to swiftly bring

the horrible Edgling down

through means of death or simple humiliation

whatever it took

though his gun would come to represent the

town's full admiration

The Evil Of Edgling  stood in the quiet

center of town

with his scarred massive hand itching to fire

his hopeful pending death

Tool Hyde prayed he was able to sire

in a flurry of smoke and fast draws

two piercing shots rang out

Tool Hyde thankfully still stood standing

while Edgling lay disbelieving and bleeding

face down and flat out

the uproarious town cheered

Tool Hyde simply jeered

the advocate of good had over come evil once

again

though this battle was over

his next he knew would soon enough come

though he would never know when

the moral of the story is

Evil can never look Good in the eye

without losing its edge!

or in this case, its Edgling!................

(March 23, 1996)