Do you know where you are? You're not home, that's for sure, boy.
Why did you touch it? Did you think it was a game? A toy?
Can't you learn to keep your hands to yourself? To not touch other people's things?
It doesn't matter whose it is; be they a farmer or a king,
You don't touch other people's things.
Don't expect a warm welcome, to this land that is not your own.
Don't expect to just appear, and be welcomed into people's homes.
We don't take kindly to curiosity here; Curiosity killed the cat.
You could've just walked by, and left it at that,
But no, curiosity had to kill the cat.
~YoursTruly
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------