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To the Person Who Stole My Bike

Congratulations, you now have a sweet *** ride

It was really my own fault for leaving it outside.

I have to say, I’m almost impressed,

because stealing a bike must have been quite the test.

In broad daylight, no less, you snuck up to my house,

snatched up my bike and scurried off,

quiet

as a mouse.

My neighbors must have been distracted, you picked a great time,

to steal that bike right off my lawn, the perfect crime.

I hope that you took it because you loved it a lot,

not so you could sell it, get some money,

and buy,

lots of ***

But I’m sure that’s not the case, you wouldn’t do that,

I’m sure that you’re just borrowing it to bike off some fat.

Or you took it because you couldn’t afford one for your kids,

if that’s the case don’t worry,

I’m glad,

that you did.

Regardless of the reason it was taken for,

I’ve learned my lesson, I’ll leave my bike out no more!

Anyway, I hope that you’re now really happy.

Good day to you.

Sincerely,

Me

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Written by
natalie-5
American
Published
Nov 1, 2012
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My bike really got stolen.

And now it's out there somewhere, scared and alone.

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