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A collection of thief poetry.
A collection of thief poetry.
==Stem of the Poison Rose==
==Stem of the Poison Rose==
Ooh-ooh-ooh!
:Ooh-ooh-ooh!
Your leaves run black,
:Your leaves run black,
Your stem, Onyx,
:Your stem, Onyx,
And your thorns a' prepared- to attack!
:And your thorns a' prepared- to attack!
Ooh-ooh-ooh!
:Ooh-ooh-ooh!
Never get near,
:Never get near,
For the bloom, o' it sears,
:For the bloom, o' it sears,
And all of your riches, they're mine!
:And all of your riches, they're mine!
Nothing you own, is safe- from- me!
:Nothing you own, is safe- from- me!
Ooh-ooh-ooh!
:Ooh-ooh-ooh!
==Ironically Generous==
==Ironically Generous==
You're lucky that I do not take everything,
:You're lucky that I do not take everything,
I leave some for you, some for me!
:I leave some for you, some for me!
You're desperately trying,
:You're desperately trying,
To escape op-er-tun-i-ty!
:To escape op-er-tun-i-ty!
I spread the wealth,
:I spread the wealth,
Make it all even,
:Make it all even,
It's not like it dangers your health!
:It's not like it dangers your health!
==Iron-Fang==
==Iron-Fang==
But a little, tiny, thing.
:But a little, tiny, thing.
You cause so much terror;
:You cause so much terror;
You're built for breaking,
:You're built for breaking,
You leave no room for error.
:You leave no room for error.
 
:
You little tiny serpent,
:You little tiny serpent,
Nothing better than a spy.
:Nothing better than a spy.
May the Void have mercy, repent,
:May the Void have mercy, repent,
You'll suffer once you die!
:You'll suffer once you die!
{{Tales}}
{{Tales}}
====Accreditation====
====Accreditation====

Revision as of 17:47, 10 October 2015

The Forms of Life
Author: Unknown
Genre: Poetry
Accessibility: Common Knowledge

A collection of thief poetry.

Stem of the Poison Rose

Ooh-ooh-ooh!
Your leaves run black,
Your stem, Onyx,
And your thorns a' prepared- to attack!
Ooh-ooh-ooh!
Never get near,
For the bloom, o' it sears,
And all of your riches, they're mine!
Nothing you own, is safe- from- me!
Ooh-ooh-ooh!

Ironically Generous

You're lucky that I do not take everything,
I leave some for you, some for me!
You're desperately trying,
To escape op-er-tun-i-ty!
I spread the wealth,
Make it all even,
It's not like it dangers your health!

Iron-Fang

But a little, tiny, thing.
You cause so much terror;
You're built for breaking,
You leave no room for error.
You little tiny serpent,
Nothing better than a spy.
May the Void have mercy, repent,
You'll suffer once you die!

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