A Crooked Sheriff?

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Pore old lieske don't drink wisekey
No not any more.
But coke he'll snort, and whores no short,
Still lay him on the floor.
As coppers go most will know,
He isn't worth a penny.
All his friends are crooked men,
In corruption there are many.
Don't tell on him nor he on them,
Protection is for sale.
But time will come when all his fun,
Will land his butt in jail.
Saturday, April 28, 2007
K L 04 September 2008
Your poetry reminds me of my ex-boyfriend's stuff. That isn't a compliment. Get thee to a writing class.
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