The Lake Thief
The devious outlaw Francis Blaire
Lives hidden alone in his poisonous lair
His home is a cave carved out of rock
And inside the cavern he keeps all his stock
He conducts his work by Grimney Lake
A man as slippery as a Grimney snake
This rogue has so many false names
All used in his wicked con games
For careless people who have walked Blaire's path
Or used the lake for a cooling bath
Have often met his disarming smile
But little do they know that all the while
Blaire plans to rob them of their cash
And hide it amongst the other stash
Most will fall for his charming speech
And into their pockets he will always reach
Ignore Blaire's words his shallow charm
It is just an act that causes harm
IAlthough you may believe his lies
He would steal the coins from a dead man's eyes
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