The snatcher, that bastard, came through like a cancer. With grip tight and quick swipe, he took things left and right.
Mrs. Mabel`s madeleines,
Sister Savannah`s shiny shoes,
Deacon Darrell`s diamond dice
I heard legend, he once eyed
what gave his mother her inner light!
He struck fear in the hearts of everyone around.
`Damn that man,` said the Pastor, `is the terror of our dear town`
By moonlight or sunlight the snatcher took whatever crossed his sight.
After the Deacon came the Duncans.
Gone were Daddy Duncan`s money making gadgets
And Daughter Debbie`s prized rabbits
Seeing her family ravaged
Sent the Mother spiraling
A victim of dark coping habits
And Daddy Duncan?
Such a shame
He went simply insane
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