(This is a fictional poem) <br /> <br />I live next door to a man who was a felon. <br />Every year he steals my watermelons. <br />He doesn't just steal one or two, he takes plenty. <br />This year alone he's taken over twenty. <br />The police say they can't do a thing. <br />I put an explosive in one of my watermelons this morning. <br />The thief ate the watermelon and he thought it was yummy. <br />But that was before it exploded in his tummy. <br />Smoke came out of his ears and even out of his nose. <br />That will teach that asshole not to steal the watermelons I grow. <br />He learned the hard way that stealing is a sin. <br />He'll never be able to eat spicy food again.<br /><br />Randy Johnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/watermelon-thief/
