Barron Von Avocado.

There once was a curious fellow,

Who couldn't leave them alone.

His brain turned a dark kind of yellow,
Greed I think,

Because he wouldn't leave them alone.

The Law said
You need to be mellow,
Young man,

But the Buyers promise him a big fat loan.

The Judge said, "Go directly to jail!

Stolen Avocados, are not yours to own!"

***** 
This
Poem
is about an actually person named
Barron.
I read his story in the
North County Times Newspaper.
For years he would go around,
late at night,
and steal
Avocados
from the local
Orchards
to sell them to local
Restaurants.
Which is illegal by both parties.
He needed the money for a drug habit.
The reason why he was in the
Local Newspaper
is because they put out an inquiry to anyone who knew about the growing epidemic of
Avocado Theft In San Diego County.
He not only got his picture in the
Newspaper,
but he admitted to stealing the equivalent of about
$50.00 Per Day Of Avocados.
(Avocados have a growing, then ripening season, just like grapes.)
He was selling them at
25 Cents Each!
Two days later,
after the story broke,
a follow up story told how the
Police
had arrested him after seeing the article
and were trying to charge him for a
“Third Strike Grand Larceny."

This is,
Wondering How Some People Think,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“The law, as manipulated by clever and highly respected rascals, still remains the best avenue for a career of honorable and leisurely plunder.”
- Gabriel Chevallier -

That is my poem and I am sticking to it!

Some of you might have seen a version of this poem from January 24th, 2013.

It is a short poem but it is a true story.

I personally new Barron,

and I am better off not having him around any more.

You can't trust people who steal items,

no matter how convincing they are.

Even when they tell you that they are your friend.

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I didn't have time today to write something new because I am painting part of the kitchen.