When I Was A Thief-Stealing Bases
Oh! My
How I did steal
Taking from hearts
Taking that which was not mine
At once, I recall
Taking them all
Sixty times I took
Without a care in the world
No fear, as I rolled and roamed
Not just taking, freely
Actually, stealing
Legally
In one season
The police man
Watching with a careful eye
Usually his left
Peripheral wise
A moment of heart pounding action
Then whoosh
I'd be gone
A challenge
Which was not wrong
To third
A miracle
I was'nt picked
Then home
Alone again
Naturally
Safe
poem by Matt Mondschein
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