In the pitch of night a burglar roams the street
Staying in the shadows and carefully placing his feet
Examining houses, cars and shops
Fiddling with doors and their locks
Spying on goods that they all have inside
Plotting on families and the goods they tuck away and hide
He listens for a whisper, a cough, a voice
While taking possessions of his choice
While you’re upstairs asleep, he totes your things away
You wake up the next morning to find jewels are not where they used to lay
It’s not stolen; it never crosses your mind
It’s here somewhere, it’s just hard to find
You have no time to search for it, you have to work, and you’re running late
You want to ask your wife about it, but you don’t communicate
So the cat man gets away with another one, he didn’t work that hard
By the way, where is your credit card?
You know that you will never recover all that has been lost
You feel stupid, like a fool even, and you pay the cost
Living in the city isn’t what it used to be
Why do anybody want to steal from me?
It is yet another night
With the thief ducking in and out of sight
Checking your home for an unsecured lock, or a dog that won’t bite
Yes, I’m a thief and violating your security is my life
So beware or I’ll even make love to your wife
You won’t find a weapon on me, not even a gun
If you happen to wake up on me, I’ll take off and run
You’ll never see me come; you’ll never see me leave
It’s better to give anyway, than to receive
I already know what you have and what I’ll take from you
I have to do what I have to do
I’m an uneducated, streetwise poor man; my family has got to eat
So beware of me, I’ll take the shirt off your back, the shoes off your feet
Catch me if you can, I’ll serve a little time
But I’ll be back again, to steal your last dime
You live in a neighborhood where neighbors are nosy
They saw me before, so they think they know me
Neighborhood watch pasted on the window
Trusting neighbors… In I go!
Wow! My friend, you’ve done well
Crystal, silver, gold, diamonds, and a CD by Pattie La belle
I’m so glad that I came this way
With this one house, I’ll call it a day
You don’t know me, what’s my name?
For me, stealing is survival, not just a game
A contest entry
- The Best of All Poetry Forms...... by rainbow bi trinity.
450 points, ended July 12, 2007, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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Honorable mention
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1050 points, ended September 2, 2007, 5 entries
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i sooooooooooooo needed this who ever this is this mad me feel a lot better and a bit reliefe at the same time i am still looking
i have torn my house up my thigs are every where i like this good luck in the contest 
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Very nice piece. I thought it was clever and comical. Thank you for entering my contest.
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i really would have preferred if you used meter for your rhyme- it makes it very confusing to read aloud and the beat doesn't stay the same. i feel like there is some sarcasm here- especially present in the last line. i like the line "i'm an uneducated, streetwise poor man; my family has got to eat". thanks for entering,
cassidy -
Your rhyming is supurb! I only found one problem when you used an ending three times instead of just two (or did you mean that? night, sight, bite), but your rhythm was so scattered I found it very difficult to follow through with the reading. I know that a lot of the time setting an absolute rhythm makes it cheeze and unreal - but I like when I can get into the flow of the poem and let it take me away.
A gorgeous write, even if it was a little long. Thank you for the entry, and good luck!
- DarkSun
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Very interesting write. It was a bit long for me and didn't keep my attention so I had to go back and re-read it...but once I did it was a good warning for all of us.
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This is an awesome poem. I mean you discribed a theif to a T. That is really what they are like. Enjoyed the read!!!! Thank you for entering my contest.
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By the way, where is your credit card?
You know that you will never recover all that has been lost
You feel stupid, like a fool even, and you pay the cost
Living in the city isn’t what it used to be
Why do anybody want to steal from me?
damn! i love this a reality write good luck -
LOL....I like this. Honest and true. Though I hope you're not really talking about you. This is a great poem! Good luck in the contest!
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Very very good. I agree; it does have a bit of a funny side. You told a tale very well. Best of luck!
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Haha I like how this poem has a somewhat funny side ( hard to do with poetry) and a serious side to it. It's the truth and yet is so funny. I hope you aren't really a theif though, which I doubt you are. Maybe this has happen to you before. Anyways you did pretty good and I am happy to give you your score if you message me for it. More details when you do.
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Very well done! I wish you all the best in this contest, my friend! Thanks for sharing
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