Ah, the crap which MAACS inspires us to write: poetry

Crime

The dragnet of snitches wants a voiceprint,
But only so the handcuffed highwayman caught
Shoplifting, skyjacking, safecracking,
(The swindler) wouldn't pickpocket them.
They blackmail the bondsman-mobster-gangster,
Slander the prowler,
And return to their robbery.

The troublemakers and bootleggers were staking out the prison,
The smuggler suspended the bounty on the detective,
The murderer did his thing to the arsonist,
But they still got off probation to testify.

The banditry - insanity! - of the eyewitness being,
An infraction, earned a detention from piracy,
And the evidence of the warden was discovered a fraud.

The swindler was caught by entrapment,
His confinement earned by abduction,
The deposition of his custody left to the stockade;
But still his correctional detainer saw him sentenced.

The defendant is now reformatory,
And he assaults his transgressions,
Even though vandalism summons.
His treason to mutiny is a felony,
At least to his fellow culprits.
Still, He brought in the last arrestee,
A hoodlum they're lynching for forgery;
He has no hope for parole.


Sometime this week I plan to rant about MAACS, but I don't know when that will be.

And as to this particular poem, it wasn't written for MAACS competition like the other pieces were. I got the idea to write this when I was studying for the MAACS spelling test - most of these words are the beginner ones from the Paidea spelling book. So not thoroughly MAACS inspired, but with three days left, who cares?