Watch For Pickpockets
Watch for Pickpockets
By Elton Camp
The prospect of a trip to the Big Easy
Made me more than a little queasy
I’d had visited in New Orleans before
And now the danger was even more
It was because of the unease that I felt
I put wallet away & used a money belt
It was into a crowded café I did slip
While waiting I felt a hand on my hip
Because I am quite old, fat and bald
I didn’t think it meant a gay did call
My empty pocket took him by surprise
As I could tell by the look in his eyes
Through the crowd he made a mad dash
I decided I wouldn’t do anything rash
Since any of my money he failed to get
I decided why should I now have a fit
But if New Orleans doesn’t control crime
To draw tourists they’ll have a hard time
But how much judgment can there be
In a city built below the level of the sea
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