The Ninja Poem by Nicholas Spandrel
The Ninja
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ah the silence of the night,
a tool used for our success,
as we kill our prey,
we use our knives,
they'll never hear us comin,
we walk on air as we stalk our prey,
they will not see the break of day,
for we are the ninja and live by a code,
as we are a honorable sort,
for we are the hauntings of the night.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
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5/21/2024 10:50:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I LOVE IT! ! ! ! I love ninjas and you portray them perfectly, the special abilities if silent stalking and the perfect exacution of targeting. Way to go! ! ! 11/10