Billiard Ball wouldn’t dare talk

To the cops about ‘Beansie’ Rosenthal

Eventually offering him a chance to walk

If he threw Gyp the Blood and Vallon to the wall

They all worked for top cop Becker

Rat King of Graft in Manhattan

Known to make ‘problems’ disappear

In his control of the crime-ridden metropolitan

They shot ‘Beansie‘ twice in the head

“He’s a goddamn coward and talks too much”

Convicted Lt. Becker for being the lead

Of the late-night killers held in the clutch

By DA Whitman who prosecuted them all

Becker and company electrocuted in Sing Sing

For their murderous conspiracy did fall

As the Underworld of NYC rejoiced reveling

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True crime poetry sample. Mining the criminal cases of yesteryear.