The First and Last Bank Robbery

They stand on a remote cliff, looking down at

City, hand in hand. Emma's partner, Rori Barrow,

Lies in bed with her, pressing a kiss to her lips

While staring hungrily at her red lace nightgown.

Then they're stalking into a bank, Rori with her

M1918 Browning Automatic Rifle, and Emma

With her 9mm Beretta. To her, Rori's a cool

And cleansing grace to a simple country girl.

Emma's partner throws the bills in the air in

A moment of wow, and the banker tries

Desperately to stuff them into his jacket pockets.

The End

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