Punjab’s ways mysterious, and yet his motives clear
Rescue Annie from these thugs. Escort her out of here.
Green smoke appears. A passage clears. Punjab serves as guide
Left behind is B-B Eyes, who has nowhere to hide.
Gypsy Gay has naught to say. She shivers as she walks
Not so bold, her Chi grows cold. She hums yet never talks.
Spirit realm is frightening. None wish to linger long
Spirits shriek and moan and sing a lamentation song.
Strange path they trod ‘tis more than odd, seems one sad spirit mumbles
Hard to make out for he can’t shout, he merely groans and grumbles.
Punjab knows just where to go. Soon they are on the street
B-B’s boys now aim their guns, as Tracy’s brought the heat.
This sojourn shall long stay with them. None forget this place
Saved from death they catch their breath, secured through Punjab’s grace.
July 27, 2017
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