The Robbers
He held the bat like Excalibur,
lockdown villains open-planned,
one cancellation ripped his brain,
one robber do it yourself grave,
two more buy what they want,
their faces previous with rage,
home-owner comfort eating
his bullets,
both fell first date the Devil.
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