Cigarette Thief

Cigarette Thief

A 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.

© 2018 Randy Johnson


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Added on June 24, 2018
Last Updated on June 24, 2018
Tags: Cigarettes, Comedy, Funny, Neighbor, Smoking

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Randy Johnson
Randy Johnson

TN



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I was born in Middlesboro, Kentucky on August 20, 1971. I've lived in East Tennessee since 1973. My hobbies are writing and drawing. more..

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