KleptoA Poem by Baby RicochetA poem about Kleptomania (clean)My baby is a Klepto That much is just a fact Better keep an Eye on her Near that sunglass rack
Five finger discount sweetheart ShopKeeper's biggest fear What happened to that Rolex I swear it was right here
My thieving little lover You'd think I'd feel disgrace Let her loose in Target She's out with half the place
Wal Mart's got their cameras Target's got Private dics The stuff she gets away with Man it's just plain sick
Jewelry cosmetics clothing Electronics and DVD'S She could steal a rocket ship From max security
Once she got a big screen walked right out the door Flirting with security Distracting with amour
Last time she got busted she put on such a show the cops were all so smitten they just let her go
Wiggly and giggly perfect lips and hips sneaky and conniving she could swipe a battleship
So why is it I love her what's my big defense It's all business baby I'm her private fence
© 2012 Baby RicochetAuthor's Note
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14 Reviews Added on August 12, 2012 Last Updated on August 12, 2012 AuthorBaby RicochetTampa, FLAboutI write just for the hell of it A way to spend some time Blurting out in cyber space Whatever's on my mind Maybe funny maybe tragic Emotional and raw Politi.. more..Writing
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