23 Rifles

stand together
and give the rifle salute.

Here's a man
that shoots for

Over five hundred people
have felt the effect.

Fifty-nine shots
when higher than their neck,

And didn't care who he select,

They ever for slowly hit the deck.

Placed the chambers
on rapid fire.
In his head they all
call him a liar.
History was made
from wire to wire.

They check
his background for
any priors.

He collect guns
but family claimed
like they were stun.

Is he really a madman?

Hitting moving targets
from over thirteen feet in difference angles.

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This is my verge of the Las Vegas diasters Shooting.