The Criminal Life of Don Tony
On the street of Martin SinistralLived a boy who was a small criminal
His name was Tony and was small in age
He wanted to become a Don and have his own image
He started doing petty crimes
Pick pocketed people and stole limes
Then he started looting stalls
Whether they be on the street or inside the shopping malls
He threatened people with a knife
Asked them for money in return for their life
He troubled everyone and made them cry
And in this way, his childhood days passed by
Years passed away
And he grew into a bigger criminal day by day
At the site of Hudson Bay
Don Tony started smuggling drugs filled inside clay
Of heroin and cocaine he had huge farms
He did all types of huge crimes and dealt in arms
His bank balance began to rise in crore and lakhs
He sold RDX and explosives in huge packs
There was now a suspicion among the FBI
So on Don Tony, they began to spy
In large numbers men he used to train
Who smuggled goods to France, Italy and Spain
One day he decided to destroy a plane
As soon as he entered it, he became insane
With his revolver he killed the pilot
And quickly planted a time bomb in the toilet
With his AK-47 he threatened people to shoot
In his bag he carried a parachute
Then he jumped off the plane through the safety door
But soon realized that he had left his bag and parachute on the floor
Poor Tony thought he had made a foolish leap
Now he was falling onto a mountain which was steep
"Oh God!" was what Don Tony cried
And in this way the criminal died leaving his money aside
Poetry by Rishi Khetan
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Written on 2012-05-19 at 19:45
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