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my teacher just looked at me

and gave me such a frown.

She knew just what I had done,

I felt that I was bad,

as a great big tear rolled down my cheek
I felt so very sad.

For I knew that I must never take

what does not belong,

I knew that stealing something

is very, very wrong.