This poem was written for Pensitivity 101’s Three Things Challenge #352
Today’s three Prompt’s are: Cash, Envelope, Mobile
Here’s my attempt …
Stop! Pocket Search!
Police! Yes you — I demand you stop
Come on, over here. It’s a fair cop
I know you’ve been committing a crime
Now empty your pockets one at a time
What do you keep in your coat pocket?
A mobile phone. Stolen ring and locket
There will be cash hidden somewhere
Maybe a brush with a few strands of hair
The inside pocket has and envelope concealed
I’ll discover what it hides, for now its sealed
Struth! You even have a pocket knife
Please tell me its not for causing strife
Why do you have a second mobile phone?
Eeww, gross! That’s a mouldy scone
No, you can’t eat it later, it’ll do you harm
Middle pocket? Gloves and blueberry lip balm
Someone else’s’ ID, a ticket for the train
I don’t believe it! A mini bottle of champagne
Third phone, more cash you’re up to no good
Where’s the drugs you’ve been selling in the hood?
Cigarettes, vape pen, mints and a lighter
Condoms – safety first, dirty blighter
That’s it, matey. You’re under arrest
For the crimes your envelope will attest
Have a great day!