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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE THIEF, by JOHN A. STOVER
First Line: Where'er I go, there follows he
Last Line: To tell the sorry tale.
Subject(s): Crime & Criminals
First Line: Where'er I go, there follows he
Last Line: To tell the sorry tale.
Subject(s): Crime & Criminals
Where'er I go, there follows he
A thief both stern and grim,
It matters not what path I take,
There's no eluding him.
At thieving he is merciless,
And yet I strangely find,
For each thing taken he will leave
Some poorer thing behind.
Just recently he snatched away
A pair of trusted legs,
But laughingly he left behind
Some old rheumatic pegs.
He took from me my youthful eyes,
A couple of good ears,
But failing ones he handed me
In payment for my tears,
He robbed me of my steady nerve,
And my desire to play,
Then next he seized my auburn locks
But left me a toupee.
This goes right on from day to day,
It seems 'twill never stop,
My body once so trim and neat
Resembles some junk shop.
But Time for that's his name it seems,
Will never leave my trail,
Until there's nothing left of me,
To tell the sorry tale.
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