Changes

Busted Gulch was changing

New folks arriving every day

Some came to exploit the times

Others came to stay

He recognized the different types

He'd seen them all before

The grifters and the gamblers

An early years encore

Town council made a ruling

Because so many weren't expected

So out behind the council house

A tent city was erected

First up of course were provisional saloons

with the customary women and cards

Then came the many soiled-doves

And their dead-eyed bodyguards

Even old Tiddly parked his wagon

Looking to make it big

With prices raised to match the prospects

On all the goods aboard his rig

It won't be long, he thought with rancour

As 3Gun sighed and rubbed his chin

A few bad hands, or a woman wronged

And the deadly trouble would begin

This was his job, it's what he did

He spoke to Darkly, suggesting a plan

Anyone trying to come into town

Would face a firearms ban

As soon as CG was on her feet

He get her to print the pronouncement

No weapons in town of any kind

By order of Sheriff 3Gun's official announcement