Mysterious

Mysterious
Abel Tasman, New Zealand

March 1, 2011

NEWSFLASH>>Crooked Cop on the Beat

I walk the beat.
I chalk the street.
Citizen's protection
at my discretion.
I'm a crooked cop.
Two L's a pop.
I'll turn my back
to what goes on 
in the other side 
of the track.
I’ll take a small bribe.
Just trying to survive
in your crooked hood.
Doing bad good.
Whatever you want.
Whatever you need.
I'm the
Man.

Raise your hands,
you're under arrest.
Two slugs to the chest
if you cross me
Not that I need
your sympathy
I'm full of greed
take heed
I want that speed
in your pocket
forget the coke rocket.
Turn it up
cuff 'em down.
Pigs living in
the stomping ground.
Yes I am
walking ham.
Understand.
Respect.
Check
your
chin
(grin).
Paid off
again.
So soft.
Donut eater.
Bottom feeder.
Crooked cop
headline featured.

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