ROBBED

Turns out we had a visitor
sometime after dark
the little puke
walked in our door
and then he did make off
not only with my things
but some cash as well
then left my stuff all strewn
all over my front stair

It was not a nice way
to wake up I'll say
looking upon the mess
that greeted me today
I calmly gathered up my things
out of the drifting snow
I proceeded to curse
to myself looking at the snow

I thought maybe she did it
probably pissed at me
then I saw my daughters stuff
lying there by me
I gathered all her things
and brought them in as well
I really didn't want
to stir the pot this morn
so I went about getting
my butt on out the door

I worked all day
a nervous wreck
rehearsed a thousand things to say
what I would say what she would do
as I sent her on her way
when I got through the door
I asked her "What the hell!"
then my daughter abruptly said
"Dad it wasn't her
I went downstairs to check my room
I was sad to see my fretless bass was gone
then it suddenly appeared
that I was all wrong

I hope that there is
a special place in hell
for people who rip others off
and still sleep so well
for not only do they take
some material things
you are also left robbed of
perhaps the greatest thing
your sense of comfort
of well being
your faith in humanity