Fraudulent

Turns out that man who sold
me my home wasn't actually
certified.

Only after moving in
did I learn of the family
occupying the yellow,
two-story house on Maplethorpe
Avenue.

We sat down to brunch,
to sort everything out,
deduced that we'd been duped
by a fake real estate double agent.

Charges were pressed.
The family suggested we hire
a criminal lawyer. I found one in stripes,
digging around in a dumpster.
Said he had a large record
and strong convictions.

Personally, I found the trial
rather trying and the judgement
harsh. However, even though
they cut off the end
of the double agent's arms
he remained rather handsome.