I'M A Stealer Poem by Patti Masterman
I'M A Stealer
Rating: ★5.0
I'm a stealer, stealing words
Like cheating at cards,
Over the back fence.
Clap your hands to a fake win;
Turn behind you, look quick-
Quick as a silver fox.
Lightning striking again,
Like a dead rattlesnake's head
When it’s least expected.
Don't leave your virgin words
Alone with the wolverines;
There are eyes in the woods.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
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5/11/2024 6:16:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
enjoyed this one Patti, especially the advice about the woods