Red Buck Story Poem by Marilyn Lott

Red Buck wasn’t the kinda guy
That you would invite for dinner
He ended up in jail, you know
For he was quite the sinner

Didn’t believe in lawful ways
Pretty much did as he pleased
But his lifestyle caught up with him
And brought him to his knees

He escaped though in spite
Of all the work that was done
To keep this man off the streets
And away from fresh air and sun

Ran around with a gang
Of bad guys just like him
But ended up in a shoot-out
And died for all his sins

I guess the moral of this story is
If you insist on doing the crime
Sooner or later it catches up with you
And you just have to do the time!