A Thief In Hastings Gardens
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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He walked
helter skelter
not moving much
and low
a shadow small.
Pink Panther-like
his steps
in to the dark
faded.
then
erect to the full
he looked at
the moon.
And
I saw him:
a hedgehog large
and old
spectacles
befitted him.
Out of Hastings Gardens
he then stole
and the moon concentrated
on him:
I saw him:
The Hedgehog.
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