I wrote another one... The numbers 4250 poped in my head - and I just had to make something out of it.


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Easy Money.



I check my pockets,
I find a dime,
I want some more,
I want them – mine.


I need to catch,
The lil’ bus home,
But got no money,
Sit by the phone.


I looked up then,
As people walk by,
Not seeing me,
And eye for an eye.


So then I started,
I stood up ‘gain,
I found my target,
He’ll know it – pain.


I followed the man,
He had brown hair,
I really do think,
That this is fair.


I took out the gun,
I aimed and sighed,
I released the trigger,
The man – he died.


The blood oozed out,
I didn’t care,
I checked his wallet,
And it was bare.


I walked along,
And I was thrifty,
I found a woman (killed her),
42.50



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Tell me what you think!


[Finished: 17/3/05]