Sense Sonnets

Monday, October 08, 2007

Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Hair Brain

The bank robbery went just fine.
I'm standing outside with the bag.
No time to wait for the bus line,
So I see a cab which I flag.
I get out at my barber shop,
And go inside for a quick trim.
I'm in the chair and see this cop.
Figure he's not here on a whim.
There's no point in trying to run.
I never was fast on my feet.
Besides, the cop does have a gun.
I tip my barber extra sweet.

At least if I'm under arrest,
I can be booked looking my best.

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