Pennies Too Many

You can fool a fool, you can cheat one’s mind. You can con a con, even steal from the blind. You can shake a shaker, you can brutalize a Brut. You can mob a mobster – and embezzle their loot. You can charm a charmer, sell your soul for a penny. You can take from a taker, for pennies you have many. But can you hold a hand, and experience love for free? Know true respect for all to see? Gain one's trust without a fee? You poor, poor, foolish soul, who will ever get to know the "real me".