There was an Item of News in the Paper today,
About a lowlife young thief, who fled clean away,
He set himself up to raiding a store,
For paying in cash is a bit of a bore.
So off he went with the intention quite plain,
To steal all he can and be away with his gains.
So once in the shop he noticed with fun,
A lone girl in the Aisle with a Labelling-Gun.
Engrossed in her work , her attention was lost,
In ‘Pennies’ and ‘Pounds’ by applying the cost.
‘Give me your Cash’ he said with a shout,
‘And be pretty damn quick, with no messing about’.
Now Beth as it seems while attending the Sale,
Had a Headache quite high, on the Richter Scale,
So being wound-up and quick to inflame,
You could say she was peeved and had no time for his Game.
And quick as a flash she attacked with her Gun,
And by hitting with force, his troubles begun.
Click upon Click went the Gun to the face,
Click after Click at a rattling pace.
He soon had enough and couldn’t take anymore,
And turned about tail and made soon for the door,
To escape down the street like a Bat out of Hell,
How frighted he was; Only his laundry may tell.
And that was the Tale of the lonesome thief,
Who’s dabbling in crime was thankfully brief.
Now the Police in a statement have officially said,
They are looking for a man with a ‘Price on his Head’.
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Author:
Kevin Hulme (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 30th, 2025 19:17
- Category: Humor
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Comments5
Great write
Thank you.
You're welcome
Nicely narrated with a great final line. The humour really comes through.
Happy you enjoyed it. Thanks .
Very nicely done, Done with Humour yet with a good message, enjoyed the read
Thank you.
You are very welcome
Absolutely brilliant! The last line just killed it! Really enjoyed!
Yes, thank you. Glad you liked it.
Scary and hilarious at the same time. Waiting for the next load to be transported to the penal colony, but we no longer use £ in these here parts. 👍🏻🙏🏻🕊
Yes it’s amazing what people got transported for , trivial things like: Mixing of Metaphors, Passing the Port the wrong way around the Table, Pronouncing Tomato or Potato differently.
Thank you for Reading.
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