Five finger discount

While we were shopping, you tried to steal a bracelet that was worth a lot.

But before you could get out of the store, you got caught.

They thought I was an accessory so they prosecuted me as well.

I'm mad because you got me arrested so you can go to hell.



This incident has caused me a great deal of grief.

My girlfriend dumped me because she thinks I'm a thief.

You may not realize it but Stealing is a sin.

It will be a cold day in hell when I go shopping with you again.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a fictional poem

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