Bank Heist

by BornAgainWriter   Mar 9, 2009


Walking with my partner, hoods up,
Masks on and gun in our hands,
Mysterious and untouchable,
Mess with me, you mess with us.

A bank on the corner, full of money,
Full of innocent people, banking,
Checks being cashed, Money withdrawed,
A building with locked and chained volts.

I walk in, prepared to handle this,
I'm broke, I have a family, no money,
We can't eat, I desperately need this,
I swallow my pride, "Hands up everyone!"

I usher them to put the money in the bag,
Don't move, don't speak, don't sweat,
"Do as I say and no one get's hurt",
My family needs this more than anything.

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