The Smoking Bandit
hacked from earthly dust
as wrought by unwary same,
the smoking bandit rises
to stake its deadly claims.
as history bears us notice
for peace is what it tells,
the smoking bandits beguiling
its heart be set in hell.
the smoking bandits theft be swift
its booty paid in death,
but no one in the land dare speak,
just stare with laden breath.
blood and war on mangled boors
the smoking bandit spews,
and reaps reward for all the more,
its victims whom ill knew
forever then let us lay smoking bandit
to rest; begone like setting sun.
and pry away its mask from face-
to see a smoking gun!
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