Assault With A Deadly Weapon

THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.

I tolerated my damn neighbor even though he liked to gripe.

But I drew the line when he attacked me with a steel pipe.

The b*****d hit me in the ribs and on my head.

My skull was fractured, I'm lucky I'm not dead.

Now the hospital is threatening to take my home because I can't pay their bill.

I don't deserve these problems, I may lose my house and I was nearly killed.

But I had him arrested and they locked that maniac in a cell.

He committed assault with a deadly weapon and he's rotting in jail.