Interview With A Crook Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Interview With A Crook



I stole it
I got it
What about it!

And don't get up all in my face either!
I ain't your mama or saint nick.
Hey...
When you train folks to keep their eyes focused,
Somewhere else?
There ain't nothing you can steal from them.
And...
With their approval!

That's it.
I'm done.
Your out!

'Ladies and gentlemen...
That concludes my interview,
With a crook! '

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