I Am a Stealer

I am and always was a stealer.

I started with the looks,

Went on with the books,

Stole delicasies from the cooks,

And kept away from the crooks.

This art can never be taught.

I am a stealer.

The learned ones have a name for me

they spelled it as "KLEPTOMANIAC"

My fingers were once swift and slim,

Now they are pudgy and butterfingered and grim.

I have heard the wise say

"Borrowers are keepers,

loosers are weepers,

stealers will become healers".

While u are reading the lines

check your belongings.

My Duffel bag museum

Has an assortment of things,

From rubber bands to shapely spoons,

Taken from high raise buildings to petti kadai goons.

Like with all things i will evolve with times,

from petty things to pretty things of Mother Nature.