Against the law, a thrill, a challenge.
Can I get away with it?
A swift glance, some sleight of hand, then walk.
Blood rushes, pace quickens.
All clear.
Victory.
Until Roger asks:
“Explain this?”
I lie.
Shoplifting: whack!
Lying: triple whack!!!
Blood rushes, tears flow.
High cost for cheap contraband.
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