I'M A Stealer
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I'm a stealer, stealing words
Like cheating at cards,
Over the back fence.
Clap your hands to a fake win;
Turn behind you, look quick-
Quick as a silver fox.
Lightning striking again,
Like a dead rattlesnake's head
When it’s least expected.
Don't leave your virgin words
Alone with the wolverines;
There are eyes in the woods.
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