We walked through the door,

Of that little red store.

We saw a small can,

And as he took it into his hand,

I said "No! It isn't yours to take!"

But for heaven's sake,

He took it anyway.

We were careful.

We looked around.

But someone saw what was going down.

We got busted.

Our caution I had trusted.

I now have a "file".

But only as long as I'm a juvenile.

By the way,

What he tried to steal that day.

Was a can of Easy Cheese!