The Copelands by Felicia Spencer

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They lived to work and worked to die
young men who happened to be hired by
the Copelands.

Lone drifters that noone knew
they signed the checks when they were due
for the Copelands.

They served their use their work was done
led out back by a gun
murdered by the Copelands.

Now what to do? Where to hide the extra clothes?
so noone finds out so noone knows
another patchwork quilt for the Copelands.