You stole poem

You stole a watch.
You stole a clock,
you stole some jewellery,
you stole some money,
yes, you.
You kleptomaniac,
you kleptomaniac with a grin always doing stupid things,
always doing stupid things, but to you it is not a sin,
and how you enjoy spending other people’s money,
after robbing them blind,
now, how could you,
how could you enter people’s houses and be so unkind,
how could you?
Do you have no morals,
well, it seems not, and it is a shame,
that you with your kleptomaniac ways,
make more than most Doctors and Nurses these days,
but you do not care,
and you carry on anywhere and everywhere,
and you take all that you can find,
for you have developed,
quite an art at being unkind,
quite an art at being unkind.

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