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Array ( [sid] => 116854 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The crook [time] => 2006-03-22 15:14:08 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Thats him! look! him over there,
That big bloke, sitting in the chair.
Don't look now, he's started to stare,
He knows he has seen me, but is wondering where.
We will have to be careful, that he doesn't cotton on,
Take a quick gance, but don't look too long.
Please god I pray, he doesn't remember me,
Mind you, it was last december you see
It was a cold dark night, with snow on the ground,
There was nothing to hear, not a single sound.
When out of nowhere came this man in black
He had a gun in his hand, and was carrying a sack.
He came running, he was running from the store,
And he ran right into me, yes it's him I am sure.
What do I do now? is it the police I tell,
He needs to be caught and sent to jail.
I'm really scared now, and not sure what to do,
Well come on, tell me, do I split ? Would you?
ok I've done the right thing, I took the phone from the hook
And justice will be done ,when they arrest the crook. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 31 [informant] => lindy70 [notes] => Edited for spelling as requested. - Moderator_16 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )

The crook

Contributed by lindy70 on Wednesday, 22nd March 2006 @ 03:14:08 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

Thats him! look! him over there,
That big bloke, sitting in the chair.
Don't look now, he's started to stare,
He knows he has seen me, but is wondering where.
We will have to be careful, that he doesn't cotton on,
Take a quick gance, but don't look too long.
Please god I pray, he doesn't remember me,
Mind you, it was last december you see
It was a cold dark night, with snow on the ground,
There was nothing to hear, not a single sound.
When out of nowhere came this man in black
He had a gun in his hand, and was carrying a sack.
He came running, he was running from the store,
And he ran right into me, yes it's him I am sure.
What do I do now? is it the police I tell,
He needs to be caught and sent to jail.
I'm really scared now, and not sure what to do,
Well come on, tell me, do I split ? Would you?
ok I've done the right thing, I took the phone from the hook
And justice will be done ,when they arrest the crook.

Copyright © lindy70 ... [ 2006-03-22 15:14:08]
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Re: The crook (User Rating: 1 )
by bethwood on Wednesday, 22nd March 2006 @ 04:30:07 PM AEST
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hiya lyn, i loved this one, out of all of your i have seen on this site and at work this one is by far the best. Excellent, well impressed by this one. here take a challenge, do one by taking a childrens story like say, sleeping beauty or similar type story and turn it into verse! you have until tomorow at work.!!..... get jotting!! love bethxx

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