Ode to a Safecracker
by Georgie
He carries his trusty lock pick
To open up doors double quick
There�s a safe to break in?
Well, just see that big grin
As the tumblers go clickety-click!

There ain�t a safe built he can�t crack
With that nitro he sure has a knack
When asked �How long more
�Til you open that door?�
�Don�t sweat it, babe!� he answers back

He thinks that he gets some raw deals
And he�s not slow to say how he feels
On each mission he moans
He gripes and he groans
Most of all if it means wearing heels!

Sometimes, for the con he must dress �
As a binman he was a success ....
But he loves it the most
When he�s able to boast
�You always get in as SS�

If required, he can set up a brew
Of strong alcohol, seasoned with poo
He can drive a big tank
Infiltrate a Swiss Bank
And he�s not bad at childminding, too!!


If with Chiefy a fight he must pick
Shouting �Indian� sure does the trick
But when the scrap ends
They�re the best of good friends
They get over their anger real quick

He heisted that jewellery, and then
Was questioned by Gestapo men
With a flick of his head
� I am sorry,� he said
�And I�ll try not to do it again!�

At cards he has been known to cheat
But at darts�.well, that Chief he can�t beat
When they�re down at The Doves
Our Casino just loves
Picking fights with the boys on the beat

To the Warden he moans when he can
He complains about every plan
But when it comes to the test
He�s just one of the best
You can�t ask for a more loyal man

The end
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