... is my name, I'm with ...


    Confronted by a villianous camarilla,
          our hero flashed his badge,
    hoping to blind as many eyes as possible
          with its brilliance. Alas,
    it wasn't meant to be. A chocolate stain
    dulled its shine and the couscous crumbs
    clinging to its surface made it appear pathetic,
              impotent, laughable.

    The group's leader grinned and snorted
    sarcastically, "Oooo, I'm impressed!"
    He pulled a .357 magnum from under his jacket
    and shot our hero
          in the mouth.

    "OK everybody, head for the boat!
    We gotta get outta here before
          Minos wakes up.
    Remember, these second circle broads are nothin'
              but TROUBLE!"

    The pack faded into the fire.
    Cleopatra, bored at the sight of another wounded roue,
              suppressed her sigh.


    - Beau Blue

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