Navigating Through Shoplifting Poem by Zazz Ledgley

Fractals of fine arts,
Disappearing through these idling carts,
Manifesting the beauty of stealing,
Cleverly seeking and fulfilling,
The carefully planned of the most swift,
Moving through the concrete drift,
But I can't seem to leave through the crystals,
Because my dexterous talent doesn't leave these digitals,

Too bad I'm not losing this art because of you, I have a degree,
Because these skills are passed down through the pedigree,
Not staying for venial, I'll come back tomorrow,
And pay for the stuff I 'borrowed',

I walked away laughing about my principles being astray,
Because when tomorrow comes, tomorrow comes, I won't come back anyway.