The robbery took place at night
when most sane folk snuff out the light
and wait till morning when with paper
they will again alight the taper
The robber wore an ancient sock
with holes through witch to see and talk
with gun in hand said "tis no joke
give me your money aged bloke"
"Here's all of it" the old man said
with lines and wrinkles on his head
but as the robber turned to go
the robbed gave him a glancing blow!
Said he "I am a boxing master
and this will aid in your disaster
and though you try to run away
I'll beat you till the break of day
The robber wore an ugly bruise
the fight he did most squarely lose
he gave no thought to sock or gun
but only stopped to breathe, then RUN!