Tuesday, April 6, 2010

The Thief


 

Light fingered

Swift to run

Quickly grabbing

Your bag your wallet

Whatever you have

Moving fast

Hands quicker than lightning

Ever running always hiding

Waiting for the next mark

A long con a short one

Ponzi schemes galore

Not just a petty thief

A master thief

One who's never been caught

Rich beyond his and your wildest dreams

He loves the gold the jewels

The valuables hiding in your pockets

But what he wants most is something you can't steal

You can't buy, you can only receive

Something as simple as friendship

Just a friend.

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