Youth Brigands

Marauding youth plundered, briskly they moved eyes,thoughts and limbs, from plot to plot, they were keen only for kill, doing such deeds, they would be capable, of leaving behind a good will, the dream was distant, but wherewithals instant, they applied them really to full, marauding youth plundered, old and young alike, they left a trail, of crying,wailing and cheated, but they never retreated, never halted or even pulled, their youth brigand, ran full throttle, and in the night, sat holding choicest bottles, they were no longer youths, and had established, their own plush booths, now they slowed down, sat in sitting rooms, nipping cigars wearing evening gowns, at nights they did not prowl, and let their expensive pet dogs growl, at newer youth brigades, who had now taken over the night prowl.