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A collection of thief poetry.
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| Author: Unknown | ||
| Genre: Poetry | ||
| Accessibility: Common Knowledge |
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! Template:Tales
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