Silk
Mr. Silk is slippery
Slides between your fingers
Lifts a watch
Steals a purse
Everywhere he lingers
He is called a dandy man
Dressed up in velvet cloaks
Knows his way through busy streets
Cuts his neighbours throats
Comes across a charmer
You’ll think he’s on your side
But rest assured he’s after you
You’ll run but you can’t hide
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