Burgle Gurgle - Poem by Ima Ryma
Burlary - from old common law
Is house breaking and entering,
With the proven intent to be
A doing some unlawful thing.
And so it comes as no surprise
That many accused, in defense,
Claim there is a legal surmise
Of lawful be there evidence.
'Why was I there? ' some accused say,
Was to do a right, not do wrong.
This excuse oft holds little sway.
The Court finds guilty and 'so long! '
According to some current laws.
A burglar would be Santa Claus.
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