Goombah

GOOMBAH 

He changed his shirt twice he wore a different hat then the fourth time he turned 
his jacket inside out when the policemen stopped him just outside the door he 
tossed his wallet to the ground with five different library cards and five hundred 
clams he muttered and he cursed he should have worn a hooded wighat and 
carried him a purse when they asked him why did he do the evil thing he smiled 
a goombah grin two hours a day you gave me free but criminals' need lots more 
so I got all these cards and killed no one I just wrestled them old women to the 
ground and kissed them than I took the money from there purse and the library 
card for fun and lots of pleasant play please take that into account when you 
sentence me away the courtroom was so quiet a pin was heard to drop five years 
in goombah prison one for every card stolen one for every wanton old woman a 
lying in your yard for every stolen hour upon the clock no more time is needed no 
more time is needed to be added to your sentence sentenced goombah man a 
year for every stolen thing all five of them. 
 
           
 
 
 GOOMBAH
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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