The Sly Spy(The Thief\'s Final Death)

The Sly Spy
Who lives in the sky
Is ready for action
And is gonna finish this guy

He realized something
He needs his gold sword
That every time he swung
You can tell it roared

He need that
To finish off the thief
Anything else will damage it
And give him lots of grief

He went to all the deserts
to find his new camp
the was always dry
and never ever damp

It took 3 years to find it
But when he finally did
The Thief was much stealthier
and stronger so he hid

He jumped out of a trash can
Jumped on the spy's head
While he was just hoping
That the spy would be dead

He hopped back up
And grabbed his sword
and when he swung it
He missed but it roared

He actually didn't missed
He stabbed him in the eye
The Thief was now blind
But could not even cry

He tried hide
but could not see
So he could only sit there
Do nothing not even flee

The Spy made a speech
Before the final slice
Or as the spy liked to call it
His special slice `n` dice

He put his sword in the air
And swung it 152 times
And his pieces were
Almost small as Dimes

The thief was gone
and now could not come back
no matter how he tried
He could not put himself together to escape the sack