by Ronnie Reese

Created on: September 10, 2010

It was dark at night

When Trooper Blanton pulled him over.

The man’s tags didn’t match

So they stopped along the shoulder.

“Where you from?” asked the cop.

“Oh I live here,” Edwardo Wong replied.

“Where’d you come from before?”

That’s when the evil man lied.

“Sir, sit in my squad car and let me talk to you”

“Let me check out your story to make sure it’s true.”

That was when Edwardo pulled out his gun

That was when Trooper Blanton didn’t have a chance to run.

One shot was fired

And another was heard,

Then a dying man’s voice

And then came the third.

The dying man lay bleeding

And for his life was pleading,

Had a wife and a child

But Edwardo Wong was wild.

Then Wong stole the man’s gun

The dying officer couldn’t run.

That day made more than just the widow cry

The day Trooper Shawn Blanton did die.

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