A Tale of The Company

Lock and load
montecarlo

Shameful road

Loving souls
hippies

Lumps of coal
shadypeople
Empty eyes

Fried minds
fried
Never any good-byes

On the run
running
With a ton

All told

Lots of gold
gold

Only lead
lead

Many dead

Rat a tat tat!
rat

Most in jail
dea

Lots of tales
talltales

About loving souls
jewels

Morphing into lumps of coal
coal

Sad empty eyes

Brilliant fried minds

Never any good-byes
taillights

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9 responses to “A Tale of The Company

  1. How that poem holds together!!
    How the * do you do that?

    … could have knocked me down with a feather!!! (bizarre British idiom)

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