Everybody thought my older brother was the nicest guy.
They didn’t know he had a nefarious darker side.
He had weaned himself on gangster movies.
He always rooted for the bad guys and booed the cops.
His main ambition in life behind his charming persona
Was to be a made man in the Mafia.
He tried to sign up in big city Boston.
Was told because he wasn’t Italian he couldn’t join
But could be an associate if he “Make his bones”
By taking out a guy named Sal Marino on the North End.
The hit must have gone badly wrong because
I never saw my gangster wannabe brother again.
Bob Boyd