The Mob BossA Poem by Bob BA 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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