It's All Robbery Poem by Smoky Hoss

Baby, lately I been wondering
maybe I've lost my touch,
you been a chillin'...
and I'm thinking way too much -

Cops drinking coffee
checking my plates,
we're both pushing' hard
against the fates -

A couple drinks down
that bank looks nice and easy;
been a good long while
since you was naughty and sleazy -

A dollar in the juke box...
songs about Amsterdam; but ya know,
too many shots to the gut
takes the fight outta any man -

Billy the Kid
strolls in the bar,
askin', who owns
that cool ol' muscle car -

We hit that bank hard
and got away clean, and fast;
some things people choose to love
just don't last -

Baby, I'll send you a postcard
from down ol' Mexico way; but,
alas, you never really listened much
to what I was trying to say, anyway -

'This thing of darkness I acknowledge mine.' - Prospero, from Shakespeare's 'The Tempest'