A Thief Stole Money But Not A Heart Poem by Terence George Craddock

A Thief Stole Money But Not A Heart

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they loved with a love he thought was deep
she was the tramp he was a sneaky thief
romance the lady and the tramp was true love
the tramp and the thief but a paid liaison;
he was a thief he stole money but not a heart
she a tramp was love deep paid for a body laid
sadly the tramp was a love deep paid for a body laid
eventually the thief was caught strung up high;
the thief was hung high but the tramp never cried
for her love was red wine which was why she laughed
she was a tramp drunk not sober spent all her time;
twas with the dawning at six in the morning they hung him high
at seven without a service they buried his body with no sigh
at eight o'clock the tramp drank to a new lover with a drunken laugh;

Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Saturday, January 14, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: alcohol,alcoholism,death,lifestyle,love,love and life,lust,passion
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Inspired by the poem 'Ein Weib' by the poet Heinrich Heine.
Dedicated to the poet Henrich Heine.
Split image from the poem 'The Tramp Laughed Drunk All The Red Wine Time' by the poet Terence George Craddock.
Written in January 2017 on the 14.1.2017.
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