two sides of a story
I told him not to touch my stuff
but he did anyway
—a commotion soon ensued
when the women came ‘round
& took him away
I told ‘em that he can’t be trusted
that he’s a thief
yeah, he’s a thief
the little girl echoed
that’s what I’ve been telling you
january two thousand twenty-four
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