Post by Taggle on Mar 18, 2007 19:03:24 GMT
Thief.
In the dead of night, when you are asleep.
I will come, without a peep!
I'll steal your finest silverware, or a cup, an heirloom there.
Man or woman, child or wife, none is safe in this small life.
From town to town, house to house, i'll move silently, like a mouse.
Dull or shiny, old or new, everything can be taking from you!
Cups, plates, swords, knives, all taken from your tiny lives.
It's quite fun as you can see, it all gives me utter glee.
It's not by choice but more by force, it all started.. with a horse.
Hard times fell and food was rare, and all we owned was one old mare.
We sold her off, to get some gold, to buy some food, and solace from the cold.
The gold ran out, and without a home, we were forced, to wander and roam.
Being a thief didn't enter my mind, until one day and from behnd, i saw a man drop a coin upon the ground. Luckily, he didnt turn around.I picked it up and walked away, i knew what i would do that day.
From that day on i'd be a thief, taking all, causing grief.
So lock your valuables, lock them tight, because i'll be there
under the cover of night. The challenge makes it much more fun.
But after that, I have to run.
For now my dear, i bid you adeu, for i must flee into the blue.
Do not cry for me, do not fear,
For someday I will come back here.
So lock your valuables, lock them tight!
For I shall come... oh yes, I will come.. in the dead of night!
Sincerly,
Thief
In the dead of night, when you are asleep.
I will come, without a peep!
I'll steal your finest silverware, or a cup, an heirloom there.
Man or woman, child or wife, none is safe in this small life.
From town to town, house to house, i'll move silently, like a mouse.
Dull or shiny, old or new, everything can be taking from you!
Cups, plates, swords, knives, all taken from your tiny lives.
It's quite fun as you can see, it all gives me utter glee.
It's not by choice but more by force, it all started.. with a horse.
Hard times fell and food was rare, and all we owned was one old mare.
We sold her off, to get some gold, to buy some food, and solace from the cold.
The gold ran out, and without a home, we were forced, to wander and roam.
Being a thief didn't enter my mind, until one day and from behnd, i saw a man drop a coin upon the ground. Luckily, he didnt turn around.I picked it up and walked away, i knew what i would do that day.
From that day on i'd be a thief, taking all, causing grief.
So lock your valuables, lock them tight, because i'll be there
under the cover of night. The challenge makes it much more fun.
But after that, I have to run.
For now my dear, i bid you adeu, for i must flee into the blue.
Do not cry for me, do not fear,
For someday I will come back here.
So lock your valuables, lock them tight!
For I shall come... oh yes, I will come.. in the dead of night!
Sincerly,
Thief