Shoplifter

by Mandy Gray

Shoplifter

The buzzer sounds again, 'What next?'

I head to the front of the shop, looking vexed.

Denise shakes her head, without a smile,

And nods towards the beer aisle.

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I turn the corner and don't like what I see,

It's the Mucky man staring back at me.

He picks out the most expensive wine,

I know I'll have trouble from this dirty swine.

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'It's Sunday hours,' I try to implore,

He just smiles and chooses to ignore.

He walks towards me, the bottle swinging around,

I take a cautious step back, but hold my ground.

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He holds the wine for all to see,

I ask him to pay, he grins, 'try and make me.'

I follow him to the door unsure of what I'll meet,

And watch him dancing down the street.

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Inside the shop we sigh with relief,

And discuss the exploits of this thief.

We start to tell a woman what he's done,

When we realise he is far from gone.

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Back in the shop he starts to rant,

Unintelligible words he starts to chant.

Standing tall, I try to be bold,

As his aggression takes a hold.

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Remaining customers back away,

As he head-butts our best display.

Tiring of this he leaves with a shout,

I run with my keys and lock him out.

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Everything I've written is very true,

It's exactly how it happened, I can assure you.

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