We have a thief in the workplace. Not the typical purloiner of pens and pencils, but someone who steals our food from the communal kitchen.
What would make a person steal food from their colleagues? I would willingly share my food if someone had none, but I like to be asked. If it’s being done for kicks…I hope they get a kicking…
Not quite a wanted poster, something to prick the conscience?
I am the thief
Who steals your beef
I raid your private places
My conscience clear
I have no fear
There are no clues or traces
And so I take and feel no shame
It’s just for kicks, a wicked game
The thrill of daring deeds
I trample on your moral stance
I see the stuff and take a chance
And pander to my needs
odespinner 