Burglars Poems - Poems about Burglars

Shall I forget "Don't Forget Things Street", Where stealing increases body heat And items get lost from 7.00pm: Wealth outside owners forget to claim? "Don't forget" might stop recording theft, If owners stopped treating things as left, When the long and short hands of clocks Had balanced on Twelve and Seven, gaped locks... "Don't forget street" yet to house burglars But could soon have...

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The burglar's came tonight Lot's of lies has been said They screamed ' turn on the light' But I wanted to go to bed. They heard the money was here And all of it, they want But I had no inch of fear So I gave them a silent response. They drew out a gun and fired it Then, came a loud crashing I...

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Burglars and robbers! He declared in an absolute way. Or squirrels and crows, she said. Ready to play. You are weird he told her. I know she said. Flash of fur. A squirrel ran past carrying his wallet that day. Gave it to a crow who latched on and soon flew away....

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Burglars came to get my stuff, but there was nothing to steal. So I made them into friends and we went to other people’s houses. Making them into friends. The burglars stopped their stealing ways, and became kind and happy. People loved the burglars, and they began hiring them to clean and cook, And fix their cars, insulate their...

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A young Soul, Naive and intrigued A rebellious side waiting to be seen In the shadow of night, Demons exposed Change In his face an evil glow In his mind, a planned Mission Cold, dark criminal vision Into the house, silent and Empty Valuable items all so tempting Like a wild scavenger nothing is missed Feet moving carefully, gentle and swift Off into the...

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