(A parade of words and phrases eligible
for retirement.)
Thief of Love
“To make out like a bandit”—makes no sense.
But maybe it’s because I’m very dense.
For would a person really love a thief?
(Someone, I guess, in need of some relief.)
“Your mask is sexy! And your bag so black!
Just put it down—and let’s go hit the sack!”
Impossible! More likely just a scream.
The bandit goes—a leaf upon a stream.
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