Six haikus about my sister’s new taser

I

My sister got a

taser, and my mother got

a gun for Christmas.

II

We shot mom’s pistol

into the embankment out

back behind the house.

III

Next we measured the

striking range of my sister’s

new taser: six feet.

IV

Mom couldn’t bring her

pistol to the grammar school

where she taught fractions.

V

And my sister, she

couldn’t bring her new taser

to college with her.

VI

So they left them home

where I watched them both and I

protected myself.