I have a cousin who was a thief
He got burnt to death today
It was early in the morning
And his last prayer was,
They burn him some more so he could escape from his suffering
A relative at the pub said
It is a shame to have someone close
Die this way
You cannot even tell other people
What can you say for thanksgiving?
We are gathered here in honour of a proffesional thief
He died of a burning
I told his mother so, but
She abused me so, at least he
Remembers to share the loot
I might call her for condolence
Blood is thicker than water
We all have thieves
All thieves come from somewhere
I wondered, why thieves who
Steal from the unborn shouldn’t
Suffer the same fate.
It would be good riddance, don’t you think?