Entrance Exam

The tollway ground its feet in muck today
to boost a no good scoundrel past the cops.
But why, you ask? Make law enforcement try.
They have to nab their man, finger their perp,
throw the book at him, put him in the clink,
throw away the key, take away his stuff,
serve him all his meals, make him break some rocks,
tell him he’s no good, beat him if he’s smart.
The justice system sits around and gloats;
they’ve got old Uncle Sam behind their cause.
Gruff and angry, aftershave aplenty.


Author: Aidan Badinger

Wharved.com I am a poet. I write poems. Titles and subjects and subsequent readership are all part of one fragmented figment of our universe, and it's nice that we take it so seriously. Hopefully the craft remains and grows stronger for our children.

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