Cigarette ThiefA Poem by Randy Johnson
Whenever I buy cigarettes, my neighbor steals them.
I really hate thieves and a part of me wants to kill him. He sneaks in my house when he catches my back turned. i threatened to call the cops but he didn't seem concerned. He doesn't just steal some of my cigarettes, he steals every pack. He spits in my face when I go to his house to demand them back. I've asked him time after time to stop but he won't. But the laugh is on him, he has lung cancer and I don't.
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Added on June 24, 2018 Last Updated on June 24, 2018 Tags: Cigarettes, Comedy, Funny, Neighbor, Smoking AuthorRandy JohnsonTNAboutI was born in Middlesboro, Kentucky on August 20, 1971. I've lived in East Tennessee since 1973. My hobbies are writing and drawing. more..Writing
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