“Give back my 11,
My homework was hard!”
But thief opened our door,
And ran to our yard…
Thief’s chaser was me,
And I chased him outside,
He ran towards a tree,
Behind which he did hide…
He tripped on a bush,
A bush full of roses,
The thorns kind of hurt,

Thief’s fingers and toeses…
Thief screamed a loud “ouch!”
These roses sure hurt,
But he jumped up real quick,
And stood in the dirt…

If thief had 11 fingers and he got 5 thorns in each finger,
how many thorns were in thief’s fingers in all?