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"The Law of the Bangs and the Bleeps"
(A legal rhyme about self-defense and gizmo griefs)
You can stand with a gun if you're fearing a threat,
If danger comes knocking, you’re legally set.
A robber, a raider, a villain in black—
You may pull the trigger if they’re on attack!
But wait! If you say, “I’ve a plan more divine!
I’ll wire up my hallway with lasers and twine!
When someone breaks in, ZAP! They go BOOM!
I won’t even need to get out of my room!”
That, my dear friend, is a very bad plan.
The courts will not like it, no sir, not a man.
For traps with no judgment, no eyes and no grace,
Can’t tell a thief from a neighbor’s dumb face.
You see, in the law, there’s a little old rule:
You don’t get to turn your whole house into a tool.
Of deadly devices that auto-react—
The law calls that reckless, and that is a fact.
Because you have a brain, and you have a choice.
A robot with rifles has no inner voice.
It can’t think or reason, can’t pause or delay,
Can’t ask, “Is this guy just lost on his way?”
So yes, if you’re threatened and fear for your life,
You may use a gun to protect you or wife.
But don’t rig up shotguns to tripwires and doors—
That’s how you get sued, or get sent to the floor.
Self-defense is your right when it's honest and just,
But booby-trap Rambo is a legal bust.
So carry your weapon, and train as you must,
But leave Skynet defense systems buried in rust.
