Not much bigger than a piggly stick.
White as cotton, freckled cheeks,Parted hair and seemed quite meek.
Pants were pressed with coat and tie,
Argyle socks and innocent eyes.
When he spoke he smiled and giggled.
When he walked he actually wiggled.
But those he meets turn right around,
They sprint, they hide, dive to the ground.
He may be fragile to the core,
But he carries huge Colt 44's!
