It started with

Phone Boxes

Robbing coins

Building skills

Graduating to safe

Cracking

He wanted more

To rob banks

To kidnap swells

He became the

“Shooting Fool”

Enforcer of Chicago

Bullets snapped

Danced

At his feet

Capone’s men tried

To tame him

Drucci paid Capone

With more than

A thousand bullets

The Hawthorn Hotel

Had never seen

Such blazing heat

“You SOB, I’ll get you,

I’ll wait on

Your doorstep

For You”

The cops put

4 shots

Into Drucci

At point blank

Range

That saved Capone

From “The Shooting

Fool”

Placed in a

$10,000 coffin with

$30,000 worth of

Flowers

A policeman

Murdered him but

We sure gave him

A grand funeral

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