Rough, black gloves,
A dark and grey hat,
Slipping quietly down the road,
As quiet as a cat,
I am the intruder.

Slick back trousers,
Smooth as silk,
The dullest of coverings,
Eyes as pale as milk,
I am the intruder.

Sliding the door back,
Quiet like a mouse,
Creeping across the floor,
I slip into her house,
I am the intruder.

I know how to move quietly,
To creep across creaky wooden floors,
I know something about,
Opening windows and doors,
I am the intruder.

Shut the door,
No sound to be heard,
Slip past the kitchen,
This is the third,
I am the intruder.

Open the drawer,
The rattling inside,
Is only some plastic,
Side by side,
I am the intruder.

Slipping the clippers,
Through the telephone wires,
The sense of isolation,
Inspires me,
I am the intruder.

I like to feel the suspense,
When I’m certain you know I am there,
I like you lying awake,
Your baited breath charging the air,
I am the intruder.

Slipping the clippers,
Through the telephone wires,
The sense of isolation,
Inspires me,
I am the intruder.

Looking for the valuables,
Slipping up the stairs,
Passing some portraits,
Some of her heirs,
I am the intruder.

Passing her bedroom,
A man in her room,
Peering through the door,
Knocking a broom!
I am the intruder.

Holding my guard,
Muffling their cries,
Knocking them out,
Is all I can prise,
I am the intruder.

I have little time,
Looking for goods,
Speeding around,
Like the men in hoods,
I am the intruder.

Finding her bracelet,
The gold so soft,
Creeping up the stairs,
Into her loft,
I am the intruder.

One more possession,
Is all I need,
Something precious,
Overcome by greed,
I am the intruder.

Finding her wallet,
Or a silver chain,
Is what I want,
Before I catch the train,
I am the intruder.

Yes I’ve found one,
Ninety-nine beads,
All made out of silver,
Manufactured in Leeds,
I am the intruder.

This is worth thousands,
Was worth the chance,
Only if I get out,
I need to advance,
I am the intruder.

Slipping the clippers,
Through the telephone wires,
The sense of isolation,
Inspires me,
I am the intruder.

This and the bracelet,
A month’s worth supplies,
I have to get out,
Or else caught by the guys,
I am the intruder.

Slipping down the stairs,
Placing her back in bed,
Him beside her,
Along with Mr Ted,
I am the intruder.

Leaving no mark,
I slip out the door,
Passing one kitchen,
On the ground floor,
I am the intruder.

Finding the front door,
Finally I leave,
Successions in hand,
Almost knocking Steve,
I am the intruder.

Rushing to the hiding,
Still some suspense,
Breathing softly,
I climb over the fence,
I am the intruder.

Now I am finished,
Today’s work is done,
Back to my backyard,
When I hear an air gun,
I am the intruder.

The fear overcomes me,
Could they have known,
That mister intruder,
Stole from their own,
I am the intruder.

I hide in a bush,
Until they are gone,
This was a close one,
My name is Sir John,
I am the intruder.

Turning in for the night,
Safety at last,
Wait until morning,
To break my fast,
I am the intruder.

Inspired by Peter Gabriel’s song, Intruder

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