Your Poetry Dot Com - Night Thief

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There it stood...
beneath the trees
the moonlight shining radiant beams!
from atop the mountain
stood a guard on patrol
watching, and watching
the palace below...
This is it
I thought to myself
my only chance
I must take flight now!
so I stood my ground
and sprinted towards the door
the lock was locked!
and my heart nearly dropped
How now will I pass this door?
Break right through
and recover my toes?
It is dazed and deficient
but it must be decent!
So I grabbed my body by the hair of my chin
and broke right through
no more is too be said
I got to my feet and dashed on lightly
the fire was burning
and light gleamed brightly
and there on the table of wood
was the key to this mission
I had spent on nightly
I grabbed it with swift motion
and exited the door before anyone
could say anymore...

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Night Thief
Date: Saturday, 1st January 2011 @ 11:55:16 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: PuppetJack

Night Thief

There it stood...
beneath the trees
the moonlight shining radiant beams!
from atop the mountain
stood a guard on patrol
watching, and watching
the palace below...
This is it
I thought to myself
my only chance
I must take flight now!
so I stood my ground
and sprinted towards the door
the lock was locked!
and my heart nearly dropped
How now will I pass this door?
Break right through
and recover my toes?
It is dazed and deficient
but it must be decent!
So I grabbed my body by the hair of my chin
and broke right through
no more is too be said
I got to my feet and dashed on lightly
the fire was burning
and light gleamed brightly
and there on the table of wood
was the key to this mission
I had spent on nightly
I grabbed it with swift motion
and exited the door before anyone
could say anymore...

ŠPuppetjack 2011

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