It Happened In A Pharmacy Poem by Marco Driver
It Happened In A Pharmacy
Useless lips that can whistle no more
Through gritted teeth I lay on the floor
One bullet in the stomach
Didn’t even know the dude
His name could have been Dwain McCormack
All I wanted was some lube
Oh why did I sneak?
With a tune on my lip
Please God, grant him acquit
He was only stealing for his kid
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