I gave you a name today, thief
to call you robber would be grave
pickpocket would work, i think
if the pocket was on my chest
but what would i do with my hands
by my side is no place to be
they would just end up like my shoes
rather my gaze going straight to you
take the aorta since its already yours
im going to bequeath you my eyes
you can have my tongue for kissing
allthough its known more for its lies
you see it wasnt that hard thief
and all you had to do was ask
instead your in and out of pocket
with barely a beggars chance
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