a poem
A chapter in the book People
Racoonoodle Rapheldeli
Racoonoodle Rapheldeli
had a tattoo on his belly
of a skunk (was labeled "Smelly")
that we all could see
On his chest he had a heart
not a tat, or work of art
it was raw and blown apart
and bleeding pro-fuse-ly
By his side there was a gun
that his kid had used for fun
aimed it at Dad's back and--son,
made Rac a gunshotee
It was too late for saving him
he'd joined the ranks of post mortem
but we'll ink and note his 'exp'ration'
Raccoonoodle R.I.P.
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