<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=528052" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Todgrin Tooled Up</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Todgrin tooled up. <br>Had the names of the perps, <br>Their whereabouts, <br>Who they were and why <br>They shot his brother. <br>He stared at his reflection <br>In the mirror, took in <br>The hard eyes, the steely features. <br>He rehearsed his routine, <br>How he was going to get <br>The perps, get them alone, <br>See the shit scaredness <br>In their eyes, take his time, <br>Stretch out the anxiety <br>In them, see them squirm. <br>He recalled his brother’s <br>Last words, mumbled through <br>Blood and pain, saw the bullet holes, <br>The mess of body. He looked <br>At the mirror one last time, <br>Grinned his grin, sickly, dangerous, <br>One his brother said could kill <br>A hawk in mid flight. He waited <br>Outside the first perps’s place; <br>Saw him go in, bided his time, <br>Smoked a French cigarette. <br>The perp was sitting at a table <br>When Todgrin pushed a gun <br>Into the back of his head. <br>He informed the perp who he was <br>And why he was there. The perp <br>Sweated shit, mouthed innocence, <br>Said it was some other, wrong guy. <br>Todgrin pulled the trigger; splattered <br>The table with flesh, bone, and blood. <br>He took his time cleaning his gun, <br>Wiped and put away and looked out <br>The window at a bright sun blessed day. <br>He flexed his fingers; shook his head. <br>Three more to go; three more perps; <br>To bang bang bang dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=528052" data-title="Todgrin Tooled Up de Terry Collett" data-description="Todgrin tooled up. Had the names of the perps, Their whereabouts, Who they were and why They shot his brother. He stared at his reflection In the mirror, took in The hard eyes, the steely features. He rehearsed his routine, How he was goi..."></div> </div> </div>

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