It’s a dreadful feeling when you’ve been robbed.
Be it by a scammer or an old-fashioned thief.
Anger and recriminations surge to the fore
Once you’ve overcome the disbelief.

How can I hurt him like he’s hurt me?
If I can find him I’ll take my revenge.
The bastard has offended me seriously.
Something I’m impatient to avenge.

What painful retaliation will help me feel good?
Maybe running him naked through the streets.
Removing a finger and thumb as a gentle reminder.
Perhaps his face spread across the broadsheets.

Anger subsides but these are still my thoughts.
If I let the judiciary deal with him.
He’ll get 30 hours community service
And told to sing an appropriate hymn.

I’d prefer him deported to some remote isle.
Somewhere far, far away from me.
Where he and other criminals live together.
For five whole years with no money but rent-free.