Criminals-- Part 5

After the ware house we decided to
seperate for a week or two
I grabbed a brew down on Girard
avenue 
thats right where you can still see 
the ghost tormenting all but the so-called
sinners.
My trip out of town will be a different
kind of assembly, a couple of sharp shooters
we found dabbling at the range
we pay them to watch our back from the 
roof as I make my transaction.
Sorry the stun guns retired for now
may not even have to use these ones I got
Better safe than sorry.

I love Tiffany but their not in season
right now
not like gold or rear coins
not like some rear dinosaur bones off
the coast of Australia.
I f I could find that rear specie I'd
retire as young as I am and move to England.

To Be Continued....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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