Miami Missile

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(.::. We see Miami rocking manically back and forth on his haunches in a secluded room. The lights shine down on his feet as the rest of his body is shrouded in darkness, he strikes a match and reads from a piece of paper. . .::.)

Miami: Listen Dragon , I have a piece of paper in my hand that has a riddle in it. Find the key and find your sister for it is enclosed in this riddle.

The key to finding your sweet and innocent sister
will cost you your hopes,dream,sanity and pride
Never knowing what she may do with me or DJ
Did I touch her!NO? Or maybe I lied?
Deepest thoughts betray your mind like politicians
though you seek her high and seek her low
what you seek isn't the scarlet pimpernel
The only job she can do starts with blow
Darkest corners of the earth could be scoured
yet nothing would come after fruitless weeks
Not knowing or hearing from her for months
maybe one day we'll let her speak
Regions where she may be held against her will
are commonner than a Jap with a camera
Yet her type are rarer and rarer by the day
so maybe ,just maybe I won't hurt her
Of all the things that might just hurt you
and all things that simple remain the best
There's more of those so many more
did i mention she wears just a vest?
My heart begins to fight my brain at night
as if I had a good conscience there
I sit at night in a cold sweat and stay awake
I really need a machine to produce conditioned air.
Mind you after all this is said and done , it really is a pity
for you to live off false hope and promises
DJ wants his way and no longer stop him
Sweet Sarah could just right now be sleeping with the fishes!
((Miami screws the paper up as the camera fades out.

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	RP TITLE: THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF BOOKERS
	RP TITLE: THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF BOOKERS

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