Gunshots and Alcohol

The woman orders a shot of whiskey and throws

It back, the glass shattering from where

She's launched it against the wall, pulling

A BAR out of her coat, the waitress in sync

With her, the signal recognized and accepted.

The waitress, Emma Parker, directs a pistol

At the customers while the blonde woman shouts

At the cashier to pack the money into the brown

Leather bag she shoves at him. Once the cash

Is loaded, she grabs Emma Parker and they run,

Laughing and grinning as they escape

To their Ford V8, tearing off down the road.

The End

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