The unknown guy
Little was known
about the guy
that arrived late that evening.
He was a gentleman,
a real man of the art,
who lived up to the expectations
of the gathering.
Everybody was proud
to have shaken his hand
clothed within a whitened glove,
such an extraordinary specimen.
Rumours started spreading,
everybody knew a bit,
first he came into inheritance,
then he was an entrepreneur.
Last but not least the candles were lit,
for it became quite dark within.
This was when all of a sudden
one after the other gave a short cry
of disbelieve and the unknown guy
had gone and had taken, nobody could deny,
all the money and jewellery with him.
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Published on e-Stories.org on 09/12/2014.