Accidental death story poem
Along the coast a lonely road.
That’s closely watched buy excise men.
Who know that smugglers transport their load
along this roadway now and then.
They do not know but they suspect
that it might well be pure cocaine.
In vain they try to intercept.
The smugglers know when to expect.
the excise men to lie in wait
Not only when but they know where
The local folks communicate
conspire to foil excise men.
The smugglers here traditionally
have always ignored import laws.
There is no reason they can see
why they should change their ways; Of course
they know there’s money to be made
by smuggling drugs illicitly.
Although in favour of free trade
they cannot possibly agree.
To let drug pedlars infiltrate
They guard their secrets jealously.
Much more efficient than the state
arranging accidents at sea.
Small boats go missing frequently
when carrying drugs from ship to shore.
The locals can quite easily
defend this coast for evermore.
The wont allow drug smugglers to
unload their cargoes secretly.
They know exactly what to do.
To prevent them permanently.
They aren’t constrained by silly rules
which hamper the authorities.
They execute the greedy fools
and hide the evidence at sea
To them smugglings an honest trade
evading duty is their aim.
But they have rules which are obeyed
and smuggling drugs is not their game.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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