Beware if you are a commuter, the one sitting or standing beside you might be a pickpocket.
Just last month, I still remember
I was waiting for a ride in Philcoa
I took a jeep going to Manila
At Circle another one waved for a ride
A pretty and demure lady took a ride
With a nice dress, kind-a college student
She sat right beside me “coz it”s filled
Then she brought out some coin
And said, “kindly give my fare”
With a smile, I reached for the money
At welcome Rotunda she signaled to alight
And said, “just in the corner Mr.driver”
When she alighted, I glanced at her
I couldn’t resist to admire such beauty
Her long black hair was also captivating
When she stepped-out, it gave me a slight comfort
Because inside the vehicle had loosen
But suddenly, I felt something odd
Then I remember my cell phone in my pocket
I checked all my pockets but it was gone
The lady who sat beside me was a pickpocket.
Noong nakaraang buwan naaalala ko pa
Nag-aabang ng masasakyan sa may Philcoa
Nasakay sa jeep na biyaheng Maynila
Pagdating sa Circle mayroon pang pumara
Lumulan isang maganda’t mabining dalaga
Disenteng manamit, tipong kolehiyala
Siya’y sumiksik sa’king tabi dahil puno na
Inilabas ang wallet sabay dukot ng barya
“Mama makikisuyo nga po” aniya pa
Kasabay ng ngiti inabot ang bayad niya
Pagdating ng Rotonda siya’y pumara
Sabay sabing, “sa tabi lang po mama”
Sa kanyang pag-ibis, ako’y napalingon sa kanya
‘Di maiwasang humanga sa taglay niyang ganda
Takaw-tingin din ang buhok niyang mahaba
Ang kanyang pagbaba’y nagdulot ng ginhawa
Dahil lumuwag ang sasakyan ng bahagya
Subalit bigla, ako’y nakaramdam ng kaba
Noon ko naalala ang bagong cellphone na dala
Kinapkap kong lahat ang bulsa, aba’y wala na nga
Magandang dilag na nakatabi’y mandurukot pala.
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