The Burglars Ass Poem by Phil Soar

The Burglars Ass



He broke in through a window
And left some shattered glass
He must have fallen on the floor
And got some in his ass
He must have used the toilet
And wiped his thieving bum
But the glass fell in the toilet bowl
And now his time has come
The forensics on that piece of shard
Just matched his DNA
And when the police caught up with him
He'd nothing much to say

Tuesday, October 2, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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