Prince of Thieves

Posted: December 4, 2012 in Poetry
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Yeah… I used to be a thief

Least I ain’t a heartbreaker

Well, I might have broke a few

She’s so sweet; beyond belief

A smile that makes it faker

Princess wants what she is due

She’s above my silly rhyme

Her sex loves smelling money

Dirty laundry that she sorts

Hides change; but I’m after time

Sincerity so funny

Try telling that to her courts

Thinks her ass will age like wine

She shops at the nicest stores

Just her world is what she sees

Do the time you’ll do the crime

In her eyes I’m nothing more

Than a prince amongst the thieves

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