I'll tell you a tale of stupidity, born out of avidity, it goes back a while
Andy was dumb, since he first sucked his thumb, but he always made people smile
As he grew old his deeds became bold, landing him in the county jail
Speak'n ta me, he said ya see, ta learn somtin ya gotta fail
Thinkin one night, I gota idea real bright, 'twold make me a rich man
Dat bank got more money than bees got honey, so I hatched me a plan
Tain't no sin ta take what's within, ya can't steal from a thief
I'll jus cut in, to da money bin, ma visit will be short an brief
So I measured da back wall, how long an tall, ta know where laid da vault
I'd do it at night, no one to fight, nobody ta hurt in da assault
Got me a torch, an some coveralls so wouldn't scorch ma shirt or pants
Waited fer dark, on da wall made ma mark, an da sparks began ta dance
Thought I'd get through in an hour or two, but sun was raisin' when da plate fell
Popped in ma head, but was in da lobby instead, jus unlockin da front door da guard did yell
Stop e said, back out the hole I fled, bullets chasin after me
Ran fast as I could to a field in da wood, ducked down behind a tree
Waited fer an hour or two, thought dey was through, got up ta walk back home
Walked by da bank, cloths dirty of burnt stank, police thick as teeth on a comb
A gentleman in blue yelled hey you, what are you doing here?
Knowin not what ta say, jus said good day, commin back from havin ma morin beer
With burt holes in ma cloths, dirty hands smutty nose dey hauled me away
Bein dumb's not a crime, but I'm doin ma time fer wanten to be rich one day
Only the dumb go to jail the rest get out on bail or never get caught
No different than the rest, we all do our best, it's the slow flies dat ya swat
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
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- Published: September 17th, 2025 03:37
- Comment from author about the poem: A true story
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I had a great chuckle at your language, you really have made him sound dumb, kudos imagery emotion and last lines superb, it is indeed the slow flies that get squatted. A wonderful life lesson filled with great wisdom, and irony. πΉ
Thank you so much my poetic friend for your read and words of support and encouragement. They are always valued and appreciated
Just too good. In one hand it is funny, but a closer look reveals scial commentary- somehow brings to mind Chaplin's movies. What I loved most was the absence of drama. A flat tone, that brought out the bite in the social commentary. Very well done.
Thanks Rebellion for the read and understanding comment. It is a sad world but one of survival of the fittest where our prisons are filled with the mentally deficit and the smart ones are free to pillage.
Can't agree more. It is very nice of you to write about an oft neglected issue. Thank you π
'Thick as teeth on a Comb', I like it .
A lot of truth in your last lines too.
Enjoyed reading.
Thank you so much for the read and comment I always enjoy your comments
My friend, reading this felt like hearing a story told late into the night...wild, funny, but carrying a truth about justice and who gets caught. You nailed that balance. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
Thank you Tristan for your kind words of encouragement they as always are most valued.
Emotional sir... Yes, only the weak, poor and those the rich tagged as dumb goes to jail. The rich escape. A question if the rule of law truly is equal.
No question at all it never has been equal. Thank you so much for the read and kind words of understanding and encouragement they are most appreciated
This piece is humorous and lively but kind of sad. A comically foolish yet endearing man whose greed and poor judgment lead him into trouble. From childhood, but he also has a mischievous charm that makes people smile. Nicely written. β¨
Thank you so much for the read and understanding interpretation it is most appreciated
Good fun read soren, I hope you get out of jail soon. LOL
Andy
Thanks Andy yea it's hard being dumb. You don't want to make bail for me do you?
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