My life is in a peaceful state
Secure from red-headed tricks
Sequestered from hairy Neanderthals
High up in a watch tower of red brick;
We're always on the look out now
We watch the sovereign wood
For her freckles in uncordial light
Pretend-societys-refined-classy Ms. Robinhood;
She and her long time accompolice in crime
A Master peddler of flesh sales
Are suspects now in Olive Point
And must answer questions 'bout their trails;
The trails that they left behind them
When finishing up a yellow-eyed scheme
Once master manipulators of the money grab
In the once fertile soil of their pigeons evergreen;

By, Theodora Onken
February 23,2012

Another in My Series
About Psychopaths
The Criminal Element
In General...
Most Know All About
Doing Time But Once
Out Return To The Same Crime!

Theodora (Theo) Onken

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