The ygo thief

It’s finally the weekend,
and you’ve tuned up your deck,
You might not have a girlfriend,
but you have found a tech
In everyday life with the crowd you blend,
but nobody at locals can keep you skills in check
You finally arrive the stairs you descend,
the distance to the shop always feels like one parsec
You greet your acquaintances most at their wit’s end,
this one looks like an alien who came out of Star Trek
A guy approaches limping as those people always tend,
as he begins to stutter you notice he’s a wreck
You vs him round 1 and he goes to overextend,
you realize that this duel will only take a sec
He asks if you have trades and you don’t want to offend,
you take out your binder to show to this roughneck
He gives you a small album to check it you pretend,
but all his cards are worthless and this one has a speck
But suddenly you realize stealing is his intent,
a couple cards are missing and you’re like what the heck
He’s reported to Konami and you get his ass suspend