Site Search
Random Quote
I am a Day . . .My sky is grey...

Main Menu
In the Spotlight !
This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
All Entries 1997 - 2002
All Entries 2002
Odds and Ends, Other Items Of Interest About Robert

Bank Robber

Published by Susan on 08/09/2003 (2449 reads)
I much admire, I must admit...

I much admire, I must admit,
        The man who robs a Bank;
It takes a lot of guts and grit,
        For lack of which I thank
The gods: a chap 'twould make of me
        You wouldn't ask to tea.

I do not mean a burglar cove
        Who climbs into a house,
From room to room flash-lit to rove
        As quiet as a mouse;
Ah no, in Crime he cannot rank
        With him who robs a Bank.

Who seemeth not to care a whoop
        For danger at its height;
Who handles what is known as 'soup,'
        And dandles dynamite:
Unto a bloke who can do that
        I doff my bowler hat.

I think he is the kind of stuff
        To be a mighty man
In battlefield,--aye, brave enough
        The Cross Victorian
To win and rise to high command,
        A hero in the land.

What General with all his swank
Has guts enough to rob a Bank!

Navigate through the articles
Previous article The Bandit Henry Next article
Voters total: 0
Average: 0
The comments are owned by the author. We aren't responsible for their content.
RobertWService.Com