Tommy Gun Poem by Lee Fones

Tommy was a convict
who stole a Tommy gun
forever he was nicked
doing it just for fun

raided different banks
post offices he did two
always showed his thanks
after jumping in the queue

he'd wear a balaclava
revealing half his face
he got into some lava
when the police gave chase

dashing down the street
directions got him lost
hearing sat-nav bleep
the sat-nav did accost

chucked it too the ground
asked policeman for a favor
not recognizing ladies sound
policeman nibbled on a quaver

Tommy neared end of run
then whole street arose
shouted look Tommy gun
surrounded by old pros

Tommy arrested back in cell
counting bricks on the wall
sometimes he'd sit and dwell
plotting his next cabal