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You call me A poet and a thief, So let me indulge thee I'll make this short and brief, We're all alike you and I A tooth for a tooth And eye for an eye, Makes us thick As thieves in a booth No lock to pick, If the door is open Why still do we break in To steal a heart Is this a sin? If done with poetry The rules are faulty, Meant to be broken Golden token Means; there's not a ruler That can't crack A diamond jeweler, So we find ourselves back to back Meeting on a level plain Stealing syllables from the insane We interpret and manipulate All vowels and consonants in prose Burglars thorns and words a rose... ©okpoet
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Dec 28, 2012
Dec 28, 2012 at 4:17 PM UTC
A Poet & A Thief...
You call me A poet and a thief, So let me indulge thee I'll make this short and brief, We're all alike you and I A tooth for a tooth And eye for an eye, Makes us thick As thieves in a booth No lock to pick, If the door is open Why still do we break in To steal a heart Is this a sin? If done with poetry The rules are faulty, Meant to be broken Golden token Means; there's not a ruler That can't crack A diamond jeweler, So we find ourselves back to back Meeting on a level plain Stealing syllables from the insane We interpret and manipulate All vowels and consonants in prose Burglars thorns and words a rose... ©okpoet
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Dec 28, 2012
Dec 28, 2012 at 4:17 PM UTC
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