Smash And Grab Poems - Poems about Smash And Grab

He smashed that thing. What was his mood? He'd spoken to her, to him, then to that dog, that cat. What is the cause of a mood, though often good, but - oh dear! - so bad at times? But then he returns. He’s here. Does he always or merely often think he's now had a smashing event - though only at times? Or can he be...

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My Thoughts On Smash & Grab Miracle Man 8-15-2023 Some big cities now enforce a change in their law, which allows an enclave to freely smash and grab. What offenders deserve is some “Shock and Awe”, but lawmakers have chosen meaningless confab. They allow hoodlums to freely take from another, they smash and grab things that have cash appeal. Their chosen way of life is...

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Shootings here, violence there Smash-and-grab everywhere So it seems, but look again It’s a mostly urban scene How much longer can it be ~ To death our cities bleed...

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green and red fashion — jealousy, the unashamed angry and greedy 12/16/2021...

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Smash and Grab Loot and nab. Did your parents tell you, it is Ok to grab? Stash and run. Who taught you stealing is fun? Job by mob. Never had a job, for you I sob. Crash the glass. What care you, about the owner’s cash? In and run out. You sin and with joy, smile and shout. In jails, you belong. Lights out early and no...

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SMASH AND GRAB traffic light red car stops dead alert eyes dart surrounded by dark panic imposed she knows the fear real and near that crowbar window smash loaded weapon held to head attacked she smells his trashed ambivalence dealt her way hand of fate grabs the keys ignoring her pleas he doesn’t feel or give a damn pavement flung she lands cold with terror as all she hears are her infants tears strapped trapped in the back while…. he screeches his hate with the...

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