Little flowers of Newtown, CT

Twenty little flowers
Just withered in Newtown
Three guns were the mowers
That quickly took them down

The President wiped a tear
And promised some action
But psychos can still appear
Prior to congress' traction

Get together and act fast
Not just tweet in anger
Or fly flags at half mast
Guns and psychos pose danger

Track the gun and the owner
And just about any one
That may be a loner
Or can get to the gun

The heart is filled with gloom
To think little ones can't bloom