Bend on a Sunday Night

You’d think that Bend’s a quiet place

on a summer Sunday night.

You could run down to the Safeway store

and then pack up for the night.

You’d think it would be simple

just to choose a thing or two.

Then hustle through the check-out line,

and, Presto! You are through.

But, nothing’s simple any more.

No place is free from strife.

Your quick trip down to Safeway

is where the shooter ends your life.

Oh, well.

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