Lousy Drug Dealers

(This is a fictional poem but it's true for some people.) You came here and you're up to no good. You've been selling drugs in my neighborhood. There's more violence around here than there was before. You're not going to poison people anymore. You're nothing but thugs and you think you can threaten us with guns. But I've rallied the people and I have the support of everyone. You can't defeat us all. Your crack house is going to fall. I got a sample of your crack and I gave it to the police. Your days of dealing drugs are about to cease. You are people who we no longer fear. Now you'll go to prison for about ten years.