Kleptomaniac

Kleptomaniac
Daniel Stine © 2008

Kleptomaniac.
Who knows when she will attack,
she's a maniac.

I never knew she was this way
Until just the other day.
She swiped a bottle of juice,
Drank it down, now its refuse,
She's so clever, suspect her never.

Stuffing coffee packs
into a baby's backpack,
Kleptomaniac

I never knew what was in store
When I gave her the box, said I want more.
Contents were gone quick as a flash
An empty box was in the trash.
She took the hint, never paid the rent.

Kleptomaniac.
There is no safe she can't crack.
There's loot in that sack.

I think I sorta knew what she was gonna do
When she said "wait here hon, I'm gonna use the loo".
Not more than three minutes had passed
when she came out walking kinda fast.
Casually clutching, singing ka-ching!

My heart she did track
Lover's tricks she did not lack.
She's my maniac.

Now I know she's a persistent perpetrator
and now I am her unwitting collaborator.
She's my lover, the kleptomaniac
and I'm her lover, on a different track.
Kleptomaniac, she's my maniac.