Crazy Thug Poem by Lamar Cole

Crazy Thug



He was at the local club and he had gotten shot in the head.
He was lucky that he was not dead.
He had taken a chance.
And asked another guy's pretty girlfriend for a dance.
But the guy was a crazy thug.
Who wanted to see his blood spilling on the rug.

Wednesday, March 20, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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