I grabbed out my cake,
From Mom’s hiding place,
And mashed birthday cake,
Into Thief’s face!

Thief licked up the frosting,
That clung to his nose,
Thief was still smiling,
My anger just rose…
Thief grabbed a number,
I think it was 30,
I gave him a look,
You could say it was dirty…

If I gave thief a dirty look 30 times a day for 10 days,
How many dirty looks had I given him?