And so I took my nightly haunt, Not far at all, a little jaunt. The air was thin, was brisk, was fair. A pleasant expedition But as I neared where I just wrote, I spied a thief, in his grey coat, His hair did flutter as he stole, A morsel from a patron. #poetry

I smiled and laughed, this little man. Who braved for food, almost from hand, He crept up slowly in the night, As was his own sworn way. I gave a click to call him near, But surely humans he did fear, The dark carried him from our sight, To feast another day. #poetry