Watermelon thief!

I live next door to a man who was a felon.

Every year he steals my watermelons.

He doesn't just steal one or two, he takes plenty.

This year alone he's taken over twenty.

The police say they can't do a thing.

I put an explosive in one of my watermelons this morning.

The thief ate the watermelon and he thought it was yummy.

But that was before it exploded in his tummy.

Smoke came out of his ears and even out of his nose.

That will teach that asshole not to steal the watermelons I grow.

He learned the hard way that stealing is a sin.

He'll never be able to eat spicy food again.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a fictional poem

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