Poem 63 - A Thief's story

He was a good thief

Of the gang he was the chief

Today they went to the rob the king

Kings, wife's necklace, his daughter's ring

He planned it well

Now the tale I'll tell

He first dressed himself as a guard

But for a master thief that was not hard

Then he slowly headed to the palace's east wing

Where sitting was the king

There he jumped to the king and queen

Hoping that by the king he would be seen

And the king did see him

Looking very grim

While talking to the king and queen

He took the princess's necklace unseen

He didn't manage to take the ring

But now at least he had got away from the king

He ran from the palace at top speed

Little did he know that he had done a bad deed

There he found his gang

Their victory song they sang

But somehow he and his gang were caught

And the guards said they will be shot

They were accused of stealing the necklace

Oh! Now they had fallen in a mess

Amused were not the king and queen

Now the thieves knew the highness will be mean

The tale now ends at this place

Because the thief is hiding his face

-Gaurang Rao