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Array ( [sid] => 6716 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Ode To A Mobster [time] => 2002-11-15 06:00:00 [hometext] => Upon reading the story of "John Dillinger" [bodytext] => Death is my friend!
Throughout my short turbulent life
It followed like a butler in my footsteps
Many died!
With the echo of my laughter
Ringing in their ears
Then retribution!
Tonight in a deserted parking lot
Death entertained
I felt the steel of my assassin
Enter my body again and again.

The living were deeply moved
The living partied long and hard
Most rejoiced ,one cried alone
I was borne through the streets of my youth
In a carriage so refined
A choir sang, joy to the world
May his soul rest in peace
In the distance a voice did call
Judgment day is nigh
Nothing to lose, nothing to fear
Your Maker awaits on high. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 263 [topic] => 25 [informant] => Fwog [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
Ode To A Mobster

Contributed by Fwog on Friday, 15th November 2002 @ 06:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems



Death is my friend!
Throughout my short turbulent life
It followed like a butler in my footsteps
Many died!
With the echo of my laughter
Ringing in their ears
Then retribution!
Tonight in a deserted parking lot
Death entertained
I felt the steel of my assassin
Enter my body again and again.

The living were deeply moved
The living partied long and hard
Most rejoiced ,one cried alone
I was borne through the streets of my youth
In a carriage so refined
A choir sang, joy to the world
May his soul rest in peace
In the distance a voice did call
Judgment day is nigh
Nothing to lose, nothing to fear
Your Maker awaits on high.




Copyright © Fwog ... [ 2002-11-15 06:00:00]
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Re: Ode To A Mobster (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Friday, 15th November 2002 @ 06:11:46 AM AEST
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Fwog your poetry really touches me
This is so beautiful and so sad, it gives
such a deep vision, i really enjoy reading
your poetry, Thanks for sharing this one
my friend. Your talent shines through your
words so very beautifully.
.::´¯`·..· OreO·..·´¯`::.


Re: Ode To A Mobster (User Rating: 1 )
by Valerie_Pearson on Friday, 15th November 2002 @ 08:25:50 AM AEST
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I've never had a chance to read that book, but what you wrote it must be good, thnaks for sharing this,


Re: Ode To A Mobster (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Friday, 15th November 2002 @ 09:50:03 AM AEST
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I can't say I've read the book, but this is just so good... I'll have to try and get myself a copy soon.. Keep up the good work, Dallas..
Jenni


Re: Ode To A Mobster (User Rating: 1 )
by Rakerman1999 on Thursday, 21st November 2002 @ 06:06:32 AM AEST
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Very well done! I enjoyed it! :o) Larry


Re: Ode To A Mobster (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Sunday, 5th January 2003 @ 12:42:22 AM AEST
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Dearest Dallas @-<<-
Ohhhh boy! This one opened up a huge can of worms with me lmao... guess who that was your poems about? My great great or gr gr gr uncle lol Our family has a belief that he was not shot on that fateful night, as the mortician said the man's eyes were either brown or blue and Uncle John's were the opposite I forget would have to ask the family lol..
On a positive note we also have a great composer in the family with statues of him all over Prague:)
great write though.. hehe
huggs always, your friend Nessa




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