Sonnet II
stopping by Starbuck’s showed I was busted
for when I ordered my caffé latte
seems my credit card couldn’t be trusted
’twas on account of the economy
with only cash enough for a bagel redfaced I hurriedly made for the door stashed a pistol in my trousers’ leg hole ran to the bank, made them lay on the floor
“I’ve got a gun! it’s here in my jacket! now empty the vault! while I take a bite!” dreams of the wealth I’d make from this racket stopped short — for my bagel didn’t taste right
cops declared I was easy to run in (gun in my mouth, and coat smeared with onion)
with only cash enough for a bagel redfaced I hurriedly made for the door stashed a pistol in my trousers’ leg hole ran to the bank, made them lay on the floor
“I’ve got a gun! it’s here in my jacket! now empty the vault! while I take a bite!” dreams of the wealth I’d make from this racket stopped short — for my bagel didn’t taste right
cops declared I was easy to run in (gun in my mouth, and coat smeared with onion)
