You’re Gonna Carry that Weight a Long Time

The hand glided o’er all the rubies, the opals, the Tanzanites & Musgravites, only to stop o’er a flat square that was paler than a winter afternoon. The hand picked it up by the corners, slowly.

There were no words. ‘Twas that 1.

The face looked both ways. The aisles were packed; but no eyes were on him. The clerk’s face was blocked by a crowd.

The feet took a step, then ‘nother, then ‘nother, till they were outside.

The clerk allowed 1 glance @ the door, just to be sure the thief was gone.

Li’l did the thief realize the true value o’ what she stole.


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