While you were robbing the donut shop on Admiral and Garnett,
I was sleeping.
While you were running and being sought by the police,
I was turning over and getting comfy.
When you were shooting at the police,
My cell phone woke me up.
"Why is 21st and Garnett closed? I thought I'd call you so you could go to work another way."
As I was searching KOTV, KJRH, and KTUL to see why 21st and Garnett was closed,
You were cornered in my neighborhood.
As I read about your exploits online,
Police were closing in on you.
As
I listened to the helicopter overhead and posted on FB:
"Hello Boss? I can't come to work until the police say I can: Think they'll believe me?"
"Hello Boss? I can't come to work until the police say I can: Think they'll believe me?"
You were raising the gun to your head.
As I looked for updates and rearranged my schedule thinking that I might not be going to work for a while,
You were lying dead in the street.
When I got the text from my daughter telling me that you were dead,
I was getting in the car to drive to work.
21st and Garnett was open.
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