They steal our socks and move our books, and when winter comes the pinch a glove or two, sneaking in quietly, almost politely they listen in as we blame the home work eating dog or the washing machine, as one by one our items disappear. Smiling to them selves slightly at another nights job is done and another days pillage has been won!
I hope you like this, its just something I had in my mind and decided to jot down.
Borrower
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