Smoking Is Bad For Your Wealth
Barry was a perfect citizen
And would never break the law
Having the odd *** or two
Was his only flaw.
One day on a cigarette break
In the works smoking spot
He dropped the finished butt
Amongst burgers going to rot.
Then there was an enormous roar
And Barry was taken aback
In the road facing him
Appeared a giantic crack.
The council offices opposite
Started to crumble
The Mayor's quarters disappeared
Into a mound of rubble.
Out of the misty dust came a warden
Shouting 'I saw what you did
You have been a litter bug
Which carries a fine of eighty quid.'
A week later Barry received a bill
For the damage done
The bill was itemised
Two million 300 thousand pence none.
Items included looking in holes
And instruments that go ping
Temporary accomondation for the Mayor
Residing at the Holiday Inn.
The letter then concluded
As a gesture of goodwill we will waive
The £80 litter throwing fine
But please don't do it again.
Copyright © Ken Duddle | Year Posted 2015
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