Padlock Thief Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Padlock Thief

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A padlock hung,
so big and stout
down from the shed of Mr. Trout.
It guarded there with all its senses
two rather big Mercedes Benzes.
One day a thief arrived and picked
the padlock, but it never clicked
that he could be the cat's pajamas
without the usual ugly dramas.
Because he was a padlock thief
it brought a certain great relief
to Mister Jeddediah Stock
who had to buy another lock.

Monday, September 26, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: cat,senses
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