That Crook Stole My Stolen Money

People are laughing but I don't think it's funny. A dirty rotten crook stole my stolen money. I was very happy because I successfully pulled a bank job. But then that man pulled his gun on me and I was robbed. I can't believe that it happened, it has been a terrible ordeal. That crook stole the money that I worked so hard to steal. This experience has left me bitter and appalled. That thief didn't leave me anything, he took it all. The cops caught up to me and I told them that the money was taken by that thief. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that this would happen, it is beyond belief. I failed to become a millionaire because of the money that he took. I'm going to turn honest when I get out of jail, it doesn't pay to be a crook. (This poem is actually based on a true story that my dad told me about.)