He’ll creep in

As silent as a whisper of wind

You’ll not hear him, as he descends

Into your home without a sound

For he’ll not be leaving

Until what he wants, he’s found

The quiet little thief, no one has known him

For the reason that he belongs to another Kingdom

He has slipped in, and he’ll gently fade out

He’ll have his prize without doubt.

Taking the goods back to his love so precious

Receiving that smile that had seemed so infectious

Even knowing deep within

That stealing is his great Sin

He’ll not give it a second thought

For he now has her love

For which he has longingly fought.

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