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I want to steal things, and take what is not mine
I want to leave this place, I think I’ve served my time

I must be good and make no fuss;then they will take the bars away
And then I can enjoy the things, I have stashed away.

I want to grab and steal and hide my things everywhere
Hide them anywhere, in drawers, cupboards, even in underwear.

I take necklaces and earrings; I just grab them very quick,
Sometime they try to stop me, but do they think I’m thick.

They try to prise them from my hands but I will not give up my prize
I run away as fast as I can, I dodge and roll, much to their surprise.

Glasses I just love to snatch, not  that I will ever wear,
When they pull away so fast I sometimes grab their hair.

The men that chase me are clumsy; they trip on their own feet,
Woman tend to laugh a bit as they watch us both compete.

I have my hiding places spread all around the rooms
I never tell what’s in them, from watches to silver spoons.

My collection is growing nicely, but I wonder what to do
With this pencil sharpener and this old sock and shoe.

Some of my possessions are really not worth much,
The sock the block the key ring and other things like such.

I know that they don’t taste nice if they won’t fit between my teeth
The best things I hide in my bed, the worst are underneath

Hands reach out and grab me, who says crime does not pay
Look at all these presents on this Rubens first Chritmas day.

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