Foul Deeds

You break into my home

And steal my food

Break the rosary I wear to bed

And sneak back out?

All while I’m asleep?

You believe that’s okay with me? With God?

I hope you rot.

But, in the meantime, I will pull a Chaucer

And write about every foul deed you commit.

By the way, that rosary was a gift from a nun and a priest!

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