Five-Finger Moore

Five-Finger Moore went to the store
with no intent to pay,
because, you see, a thief was he,
a thief all livelong day.

Moore thought it cool to slip a tool
(at Lowe’s or Home Depot),
by any means into his jeans
then like a lamb lie low.

Finger, in fact, preferred this tact
since Wrangler’s served him well.
And no surprise, all oversize;
those Wrangler’s seemed to swell.

Yet Moore cared not and had no thought
of being fashion plate.
He stayed content to not repent
and tempt the fist of fate.

Five-Finger stole and had the goal
of stealing every tool.
A hammer, wrench, vise for his bench,
though vises have some pull.

But then one day he had to pay
when one tool caused great smarts.
A saw ‘neath fly made Finger cry
by nicking private parts.

His eyes grew white from the saw's bite--
he had a change of heart.
Now Finger meets and gladly greets
the people at Walmart.

28 Lines
Writer’s Cramp
9-16-15