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! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem