SONNET 5 - VIN TANNER
Polishing his gun, waiting for strangers
He wastes no bullets when killing bad guys.
He is not afraid of any dangers,
Faces them with a twinkle in his eyes.
Leaning nonchalantly against a pole,
Keeping a watchful eye on everything
With a Zen-like attitude in his soul.
When his hat's shot off, you can hear a "ping!"
Framed for murder, this bounty hunter
Now has a bounty upon his own head.
This sharp shooter is not six feet under
Because he is too smart to be shot dead.
He's recognized by his relaxed manner.
That's why the Vixens adore Vin Tanner!