Fabrizio Dies

I can tell you of the most infamous thing that happened to me. It occurred while I was hiding in Sicily. For persons I should trust, there is always room for doubt. If offered enough money, that can sell me out. I loved Apolllonia very much. She was a wonderful wife. My bodyguard planted a bomb in our car that took her life. This happened shortly after the death of my brother Santino. Informers traced the whereabouts of that culprit named Fabrizio. It was discovered that Fabrizio quickly emigrated away. He was now dwelling in Brooklyn here in the U.S.A. I want someone very good to plant a bomb in his car. When he turns the ignition key, he will not go far. Based on the novel "The Godfather" by the late Mario Puzo
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February 3, 2021 at 9:11 PM
A clever and refreshing poem, Robert. You write so well! Love the credit to Puzo. Panagiota
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