Dr Schultz became a bounty hunter, but only after
Plucking molars for a living did not render
His life even a Quentin pleasanter.
In his adventurous rounds he found a slave,
Whose name you can never pronounce, save
Only with silence observed in the ‘D’ of Dave.
Unlike the cherished country mango
Was the colour of Schultz’s find, Django,
Who, in search of his taken wife, was on a long go.
Schultz found in a White estate the wife
And himself ran into an irreversible strife,
For, in the end, from him was taken his life.
Lucky Django escaped on horseback after blowing
The estate and its Whites amidst blood flowing,
To live happily ever after with his dear wife following.
Arjun Shivaram 