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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.
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Sensitive Burglar

Published by Susan on 08/09/2003 (3325 reads)
Selecting in the dining-room...

Selecting in the dining-room
        The silver of his choice,
The burglar heard from chamber gloom
        A female voice.
As cold and bitter as a toad,
        She spat a nasty name,
So even as his swag he stowed
        He blushed for shame.

'You dirty dog!' he heard her say,
        'I sniff your whisky stench.
I bet you've gambled half your pay,
        Or blown it on a wench.
Begone from here, you rakehell boor!
        You shame the human race.
What wife would pillow-share with your
        Disgusting face!'

A tear the tender burglar shed,
        Then indignation rose,
And swiftly striding to her bed
        He said: 'I'm none of those.
I am a connoisseur in crime
        And felonies I plan . . .
But otherwise, believe me I'm
        A GENTLEMAN.'

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