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May 29
You little thief, you can’t go
A whole week without stealing.
Where is my hairbrush? It’s gone.
Do you have it? Yes you do.
Anytime something is gone,
I can always go to you,
I know to suspect your guilt,
Because you’re a little thief.

Where are my earbuds? They’re gone.
They're missing because of you.
I can’t find my new sweater!
Oh wait, it’s the little thief;
You stole all my possessions,
And now I can’t find my stuff,
Because I know you took it.
You’re an avid little thief.
Yet again, this is about a sibling.
Shakespeare1564
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