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todd moore | just before
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just before
leaving
for a job
makley
took one
last drag
off his
cigaret
flicked it
at a dog
& sd
you read
what some
sheriff
out in
montana
did to
a bankrob
ber no
dillinger
sd what
makley
adjusted
his shoul
der hols
ter sd
the last
one he
caught
he tied to
the back
bumper
of his
car &
dragged
him ten
miles left
most of
the man’s
brains
smeared
on the
road you
figure
you’ll ever
take a ride
like that
dillinger
kissed the
thompson
aimed it
at the sun
went bang
sd i got
all the ride
i’ll ever
need
right here
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1 Comment
September 30th, 2009 at 7:47 am
this poem is an outlaw ride on the edge. dillinger does it again!
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