by Mary E. Lowd

March 13, 2021

Heists and capers
This pack of bandits
Is at the ready
Already dressed
Masks o’er faces
Rings around tails
They’ll run rings around you

Scaling walls
Climbing ladders
You’re definitely not ready
For all their devious
Paw print covered
And clever scams

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From the book:  Some Words Burn Brightly: An Illuminated Collection of Poetry

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