(Hopefully) 1 Poem a week for 52 weeks |
| "I love you Pumpkin." "I love you Honey Bunny." Though I'm kind of bummed that you're always going quack quack quack It is pretty cool of us, to rob a coffee shack Pull our guns out of hiding and wave them all around Scream at the customers, then yell "Get down on the ground." Me, I'm on crowd control as you take round the sack gathering purses and fat wallets from folks who came to snack If anyone's a trouble-maker then I'll execute them quick pull my trigger, make a bang, there won't be no click What's that in the suitcase and shit he's got a gun don't you shoot my Pumpkin, he's my only one "Everyone be cool" he says, me I'm going to puke this robbery's gone badly wrong, we've earned a strong rebuke "maybe I'm the shepherd", what the hell is this guy on? Just let my Pumpkin go you fiend, and then we will be gone. |