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Vigilante Cop
Contributed by
randyjohnson
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Saturday, 23rd June 2018 @ 11:43:52 PM in AEST
Topic:
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A vigilante cop ended crime no matter what it took.
He produced phony evidence to put away the crooks.
He would also shoot criminals and make it look like self defense.
Criminals in his town wound up being referred to in the past tense.
He put a knife in a kidnapper/'/s hand after he shot him in the head.
Then he laughed hysterically and said he was glad that he was dead.
But one day he made a mistake when he shot someone in the back.
This time he couldn/'/t say that the criminal was the first to attack.
His punishment pleased some people but others thought it was unfair.
There/'/s nothing dirtier than a corrupt cop and he got the electric chair.
He was a vigilante cop who eventually had to pay for his sins.
He was a disgrace to his badge and he/'/ll never frame or shoot anybody again.
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randyjohnson
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2018-06-23 23:43:52]
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Re: Vigilante Cop
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by softerware on
Sunday, 24th June 2018 @ 06:22:40 AM AEST
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A great story with an appropriate moral message - cheating doesn/'/t pay. Reminds me of stories told to children so they behave themselves when unsupervised. Of course today, they are all unsupervised for the most part, so these messages become more valuable.
Thank you for sharing.
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Re: Vigilante Cop
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 1st July 2018 @ 07:56:39 AM AEST
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forever / contained in fright
forever / this person who holds all
the power over those innocent ones
forever the sweet sorrow that flies over
this land.
forever / the sigh
of promises broken blinding our sight.
I liken the vigilante crooked one
to a wall that a stupid fool wants to build.
Peace! |
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