Here's a little poem that my subconscious cooked up a few nights back. When I awoke in the morning, the idea, title, and most of the lines soon came to me. Funny how that works sometimes (and, boy, do I wish it could happen on a daily basis).
The Gunman's Oxymorons
By Joe Nazare
marital bliss
loving children
personal fulfillment
moderate drinking
sure bet
savings account
understanding supervisor
job security
workplace safety
innocent bystanders
pronounced silence
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