The Mob Boss

The Mob Boss

A Poem by Bob B

A mob boss for president…

Yikes! That's what we've got--

One who profits from crime

Without a second thought;

 

Who keeps his family close by;

Who's close to each paisano;

Who looks less like a Lincoln,

And more like Tony Soprano;

 

Who praises convicted felons,

And pardons them as well;

Who cares less about country

And more about his cartel.

 

Loyalty is his mantra.

His underlings owe him all.

He sounds like a mobster when

His back's against the wall.

 

He'll rip you a new one if

You ever decide to flip

And prove that you're a rat,

Or try to give him the slip.

 

"Flipping should be illegal,"

He brazenly repeats.

Without it he knows there'd be

More crooks on the streets.

 

A power-hungry bully:

It's his goal to be one.

Listen to his rhetoric:

"I know a rat when I see one."

 

His fixer threatens reporters

And does the boss's bidding.

But when he seeks revenge,

The boss isn't kidding!

 

Driven by ambition,

Egomania and greed,

He lets mob ethics guide him

To always take the lead.

 

He's the kind of guy

You read about in books.

Watch how he surrounds

Himself with other crooks.

 

Those who cooperate

With law enforcement will find

That he retaliates

If ever he's maligned.

 

Top decision maker,

He gets such a thrill

Promoting or demoting

Anyone at will.

 

Having a no-good mob boss

As leader strikes a nerve

Because it's hard to accept

That that's what we deserve.

 

-by Bob B (8-25-18)

© 2018 Bob B


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OK, now tell me about his bad side.

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