Shoplifting

One day I wanted to get my girlfriend a gift. It was terrible because I decided to shoplift. I tried to steal something that I should've bought. Like many other shoplifters, I was caught. I offered to pay for the perfume that I tried to steal. But they decided to prosecute me and I felt ill. It was scary when they locked me in a cell. After I was released, things didn't go well. It was stupid to think that I'd get off scotfree. When I saw my girlfriend, she dumped me. When I think about what happened, I get a chill. Please listen to me when I tell you not to steal. (THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM BUT SADLY MANY PEOPLE DO SHOPLIFT.)