125 Bucks Poem by Randy Johnson

125 Bucks

I agreed to do a lot of yard work for a man for 125 bucks.
I did the work but when I asked for the money, he said that I was fucked.
Before he slammed the door in my face, he gave me the bird.
I'd never seen such behavior before, it was absolutely absurd.
To get even, I cut down two trees and they fell on his house and fractured his roof.
When he confronted me, I knocked his teeth out, he doesn't even have one tooth.
I'm a bad man when I get pissed, people will pay me what they owe.
If I work for you and you don't pay, the hospital is where you will go.

Friday, April 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: fiction,funny,money
Error Success