My first pretty good poem!!!:)

The book thief was a liar


And a spy,the merits of mischief,


The true unstoppable


A tangle of knots, The ungifted,


Odd, weird, and little shadow


The book thief…


Had been inside out and back again


The book thief…


Is okay for now as he


Has half a chance left


To be true to himself

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