Criminal
She smiled at me and asked me
“Can you spare some time
We’d like your true opinion
On criminals, and crime”
She asked me lots of questions
About the criminal classes
I told her what I thought
And how I’d kick their arses
I told her that I reckoned
These people were a curse
Then when she wasn’t looking
I ran off with her purse
© John W Fenn 03-01-2009
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