Chapter 140 - The Greatest Thief
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Chapter 140 - The Greatest Thief
Chapter 140 - The Greatest Thief
The Greatest Thief
By: Robin Hutchins
Above the rooftops,
Across the sky,
Golden wings spread wide,
Golden eyes looking down from so high,
Silver hair flowing under the night sky,
Search lights ever missing their golden target.
A thief of freedom,
With a wounded pride,
Chief of police,
And chief of grime,
Stealing freedom,
And forever blind.
This chief of lies never finds,
This Golden Feather,
Across the dark night sky,
Cuz the golds more cunning,
More skillful,
Than ever a man was.
An uproar is caused,
From an empty sky,
And another from inside,
As only a golden feather,
And a note signed and teasing
Is left in a glass case, undisturbed.
The Golden Feather,
The greatest thief,
Has escaped with the art
And the Chief of Grime,
The thief of freedom,
Makes no catch tonight.
By: Robin Hutchins
Above the rooftops,
Across the sky,
Golden wings spread wide,
Golden eyes looking down from so high,
Silver hair flowing under the night sky,
Search lights ever missing their golden target.
A thief of freedom,
With a wounded pride,
Chief of police,
And chief of grime,
Stealing freedom,
And forever blind.
This chief of lies never finds,
This Golden Feather,
Across the dark night sky,
Cuz the golds more cunning,
More skillful,
Than ever a man was.
An uproar is caused,
From an empty sky,
And another from inside,
As only a golden feather,
And a note signed and teasing
Is left in a glass case, undisturbed.
The Golden Feather,
The greatest thief,
Has escaped with the art
And the Chief of Grime,
The thief of freedom,
Makes no catch tonight.
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