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Blabberings of a Pickpocket
Contributed by
ravi
on
Friday, 4th April 2003 @ 05:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
HumorPoetry
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They call me with stinking envy,
a sly skilled slippery pickpocket.
Ah!do not dexteriously remove,
your enamelled golden locket,
for I am here not to lurk,
but to a break off my work.
If you have time wastefully sparing,
do listen to my tales;full of daring.
I was born in an infamous slum,
surrounded by pompous skyscrapers,
watching and remaining mum.
A turbulent childhood;devoid of basic needs,
always doing amazing acrobatic deeds.
My 'seniors' doomed to be whacked out,
the genius in me had begun their rout.
My fame now spread far and wide,
few venture to swim against my tide.
At last! history has found someone
wily and wise,
the 'craft' has flowered and blossomed,
into a science tuned,perfect and precise.
Ah! I see a golden goose coming,
just falling on me;a peace offering.
Meet at dusk with tubs of bubbling ale,
their are a lot more twists left,
in my racy streamy tale.
Copyright ©
ravi
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2003-04-04 05:05:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Blabberings of a Pickpocket
(User Rating: 1 ) by spooky on
Friday, 4th April 2003 @ 06:05:21 AM AEST (User
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well writte,wondferful story,,a friend in words,,spooky |
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Re: Blabberings of a Pickpocket
(User Rating: 1 ) by norm on
Saturday, 3rd May 2003 @ 12:48:48 PM AEST (User
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It's a living |
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