When I had my suspicions my hands quivered and shaked.
When I had confirmed it completely, my whole body quaked.
I doubted my senses at the most fundamental level.
Wondering if her hands were being moved by the devil.
It was as if she had a dual nature that was unknown.
And only when she was by herself was her dark side shown.
I could not believe she could be so shady.
Especially with the looks of such a fine lady.
I guess her mind was in a state of evading.
It was all part of her performance of masquerading.
One day I saw her as she slipped something into her pocket.
But she didn't fully conceal it so it stuck out like a rocket.
The shop owner saw the theft and the klepto started to run.
For Little Miss Kleptomaniac this was part of the fun.
The owner chased her through the parking lot going after the loot.
And that's when the owner pulled out a gun and started to shoot.
Little Miss Kleptomaniac ended up riddled with lead.
And the owner laughed because the klepto was dead.