The Nutcracker

I’m a nutcracker

no ifs or buts

My job is simple

I crack nuts

The bigger the better

the longer the fatter

The harder they come

the louder they shatter

Walnuts with attitude

the tightest of fits

I squeeze the trigger

and blow them to bits

Brazils take to the hills

pecans grow pale

Nuts shake in their shells

When I’m on their trail

A faceless gunslinger

I ride into town

Cashew! Cashew!

They all fall down.