THE MOBSTERA Story by Betty HermeleeA Vignette, slice of life, true lifeUncle Harry, a repute of the 1920's altered his surname to dodge the cops He, a conceited mobster stole from his own corrupt empire sank it in his pockets no paupers ever saw his loot low as low could go a scruffy business man failed to give a damn Uncle Harry scum of many trades acquired sizeable cash jam-packed it in between his mattress and the bed rails He owned a bowling alley with a bar on the first floor along with a nightclub the lone singer, his girlfriend Harry, the sleazy prize fighter ducked his own injuries in favor of punching his brother in the face His prize scam cooked up a deal with NYC city officials to undercut oil prices his oil delivered to Brooklyn docks saved himself one dollar per gallon less than his cronies paid Ah yes seedy old uncle Harry a man among scumbags who abused all for his own gains master mobster of his time © 2020 Betty HermeleeAuthor's Note
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9 Reviews Added on July 16, 2020 Last Updated on July 16, 2020 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..Writing
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