Week 7 Post
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We used to be a team.
Together forever.
Well, that was the motto.
Joe didn't want it: I didn't want it,
but our departing was necessary.
Our relationship was severed
by the iron hand of justice.
The hand in particular was the
Judge at the Federal.
Joe: an arsonist?
- maybe -
Joe: criminally insane?
- no way -
The Man thought otherwise.
That cut me.
Joe's in a nice place now,
or so they say.
I'm lying in some surgical bin,
decomposing.
Damn lobotomies.
We used to be a team.
Together forever.
Well, that was the motto.
Joe didn't want it: I didn't want it,
but our departing was necessary.
Our relationship was severed
by the iron hand of justice.
The hand in particular was the
Judge at the Federal.
Joe: an arsonist?
- maybe -
Joe: criminally insane?
- no way -
The Man thought otherwise.
That cut me.
Joe's in a nice place now,
or so they say.
I'm lying in some surgical bin,
decomposing.
Damn lobotomies.