Prime Crime
Let the innocent roam free
Whilst the criminals rot away
In order to maintain society
And keep the bad at bay
Attempting to break out
The bad boys smash the rod
Not letting themselves pout
They give their partners a nod
The bomb gets a blast
The boys bolt fast
The guards wind up dead
The gun fires through
The walls will not do
To protect the underfed
The door is burst to shards
The boys make their run
They have no need to play their cards
They already are overflowing with fun
The gang of the bang lets out a howling cry
And scout out to find the next to die
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