Michael was a Klepto and he drove his poor mum spare
She was always looking for things that were never there
For Michael would have found them, and filed them all away
He had boxes full of everything he'd found along the way

If she lost one of her earrings the positive thing here
Was she didn't have to hunt all through the house for it was clear
Michael would have found it and filed it under bling
Michael loved his indexing and just filed everything

In a previous life he must have been a Jackdaw
Who knows his room was jam packed full of things
It all began when Michael was a baby he'd pick up leaves and then moved on to rings!

The screwdrivers those small ones for your spectacles
The ones of course you only thought you had
Well Micheal had a pouch of various sizes
And a back up journal given to him by Dad

Whatever, thats our Michael in a nutshell
A Kleptomaniac and still so young
He didn't take these traits from off his father or me whoever therefore is unsung

I'd never ever heard of Kleptomania that was until Our Michael came along
But now even the Police have used his services
and its very seldom that our Michael's wrong

It really brought it home on a Caribbean Cruise
Michael then, was only about 4
We were startled one day seeing him playing, with what looked like Bling upon the cabin floor

remember Dad said is this your brooch darling
I do not recognize it I would add
And of course it wasn't bling, it was,the real thing!
A diamond of 2 carats that he had


A reward, was posted and the crew and guests looked everywhere
it was a massive 20,000 pounds
And our Michael had found it Goodness knows where he had found it but for him no where seemed actually out of bounds!

We explained our child had found it but she paid us just the same
The woman happy just to get it back
So that was really where our Michael got his claim to fame and since then
he has just improved his knack

(I woke up this morning and I had been dreaming loosely about this so I quickly set to work to make it all rhyme)