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Created on: November 20, 2008
'' Not The Perpetrators Of The Crime ''
I caught a burglar in my home,
he was armed with a knife,
when I asked him why he just replied,
'' you'd better not give me strife ''
I told him I would call the police,
if he refused to leave,
he looked at me then laughed and said,
'' what will that achieve ''
He said he'd claim it was all my fault,
for trying to get him nabbed,
because I'd threatened him with arrest,
that would justify me being stabbed.
At that I drew my firearm,
I warned him I would shoot,
he just stood there laughing,
he didn't give a hoot.
He told me he would have me charged,
if I did him any harm,
he also said he'd sue me,
for causing him alarm.
He pointed out that I was cruel,
for locking all my doors,
he said I was inconsiderate,
as break ins gave him sores.
Because he was classed as vulnerable,
he said he'd make the claim,
that I had been harassing him,
he said I'd get the blame.
I told him that I'd had enough,
I was going to call the police,
he laughed then said, '' go for it ''
'' it's me they will release ''.
I looked at him and said, '' you're caught '',
he replied, '' that talk incites ''
'' you've not only hurt my feelings now,
you've breached my human rights ''.
Just at that the police arrived,
he told them he was shattered,
he claimed I had assaulted him,
I had left him bruised and battered.
He told the police he was on drugs,
a method well tried and tested,
for when he said he was terrified,
it was me that they arrested.
As he walked away after being released,
he said he was full of elation,
I'd be hearing from his solicitor soon,
with a claim for compensation.
He claimed not only would he win,
but I'd be paying the fee,
as he'd never worked a day in his life,
his lawyer was entirely free.
Society is in meltdown now,
the victims are forgotten,
these bastards can do whatever they like,
to the core our system's rotten.
When will the do-gooders realise,
criminals are nothing but slime,
it's the victims that should be protected,
'' Not The Perpetrators of the crime ''
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