The Sly Spy(He\'s back alive?!?! Pt.2)

by Tiller   Jun 29, 2005


The Sly Spy,
Trained and Trained,
When it snowed and stormed,
When it hailed and rained,

He practiced so hard,
So he would win,
But he was scared,
He had a bad shin.

What was going to happen,
What would he do,
He knew what and where,
But didn\'t really remember who.

Its been 15 years,
Since they last met,
He thought he was dead,
He were to return no one would bet.

He grabbed his weapons,
But had a new one,
It was the Thief\'s wife,
This weapon would make the thief done.

He went to the mountain,
Climbed to the top,
When he got there,
He pulled out his mop.

There was blood everywhere,
On the peak of the thing,
After he cleaned,
He made the mop go \"Fling!\"

He saw the thief and shot him once,
the thief said ha and dodged it all,
He pulled out his wife,
And made the thief fall

He had a sword
made of Zinc
To kill the thief
he did not think.

he made him his slave,
Or he would kill his wife,
So the thief was a good guy,
And would help save life.

He went home,
Ate some pie,
Shared with the thief,
Another adventure of the Sly Spy!

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  • 18 years ago

    by Truest Lies

    Hey, real funny. I think the Sly Spy is rather a personality.
    very nice, and keep on writing!

  • 18 years ago

    by crystal

    I love your poems. this one and the first one. i laughed when i read them. graet job!
    crystal