Framed (an acrostic poem)

Filching from the common sheeple was always easy for Mandy

Reaching in and taking a pretty bauble or a thick wallet was second nature

And if she was flirting with someone, well she could take what she pleased

Men especially were susceptible to her charms

Everything was going fine until she decided to move up the food chain

Devon left her literally holding the bag, while he fled with the art

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