Chief Linked With Thief

The poor man is still in grief; He was being linked with a thief! A real big blow to A Chief… Thrice he’d tried a spiced-up beef But the glad bites turned out brief; “Spreading wide is wrong belief; To that beef holds no relief.” He’d be leaving for some reef, There to not be reaching beef: Agreed place of his exile; To stay there not for a while… No one wants again his guile… His case files: Stacked-high pile.