Welcome to Cozy Poetry Corner by Debra A Winter (Richter)

“Shame on Me: I’m Stealing”

I am bored out

of my gourd,

Let’s see, what can, I do?

I need something to do that’s new.

I know I’ll steal from a store;

Not a dollar one, one I can really score.

I’ll dress all in sexy black;

Grab my ratty black, school backpack.

I’m not playing by the rules;

I am going to swipe sparkly jewels.

I’ll plan my night and break in;

Being careful not to trip the burglar tripping pin.

Once I’m inside — hopefully not police caught —

I think of the fun and forget what I was taught.

Which was the consequence of stealing though;

All because I want those sparkly jewels, so.

I’m breaking and entering on noisy floors.

But…I’m breaking glass and chopping open doors.

Silent alarms are most likely going off that I can’t hear;

Summoning the police — this, I fear.

Oh no, I see flashing lights through the glass

I hope not for me, please pass.

My insides are trembling with fear;

Yet the jewels I want are now very near.

I’ll bag them up and hurry out;

Being like a mouse, scurrying about.

Out the back window, down the wall;

Stealing was fun; I’m having a ball.

Now, to hide my jewels until things calm down;

And act normally, not like a blubbering clown.

For I’m not playing by their rules;

I finally have all my sparkling jewels.

Safe at home in my dark bedroom;

I can’t let my excitement be too consuming.

So, I fell asleep, from a hard night’s work;

If Mom knew, she’d go berserk.

So, I’ll say good night to one and all;

Tonight’s boredom was a ball.