Stolen Vehicles Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stolen Vehicles



Cars stolen every day in Phoenix, why?

Last night our son's car was stolen from an apartment
complex and driven practically across the street to
another complex.

Our son's friend and co-worker rode our son around,
finding his stolen car, then taking him to a phone
to call police.

A police car was sent and an officer met with my son,
he got his car back, thanks to his friend for taking
him to look for it.

If he hadn't, our son's car would be gone forever,
most likely taken to Mexico.

Why don't the police follow-up right away? More stolen
cars would be recovered, I bet!

Sunday, January 18, 2015
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