Poetry: “Thugs On Drugs” (from October 2008)

A group of thugs

All hooked on drugs

Knocked over a store

Lookin’ to score

Some were too high

And their plans were awry

When a copter from the sky

Alerted the cops

Determined to stop their crime

None of them wanted to do no time

So guns were drawn

When they stopped on the lawn

Flying lead

Meant many fell dead

One got away

But a year to the day

While wearing a truss

He got hit by a bus.

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