Rosato’s cue stick lies broken, balls scattered on the tableHe’d make amends, renounce his sins, if only he were able.Reflection comes quite easily, when one is gagged and boundAssured by violent cutthroats that your corpse will not be found.The Blackhearts induce terror, no mercy or half-measuresGoons and thugs at their command secure silence, protect treasures.Angus has Clark in a tight spot, life dangles by a threadWhere Rosato went there’s room for more; silent are the dead.Late in the day to see the light, Clark goes where few crooks dareHoofs it to the MCU with visions of vicious Nightmare.Elsewhere, look to hear the Sounds of Plenty on the radio“There’s a Brand-New Baby at Our House,” opens up the show.Outside approaches Tabby, on a horse that needs a drinkLoves to get out for a ride to a quiet place to think.He tends to take to horseback when troubles weigh a tonFew would wish to meet him; the wisest know to run.
Rosato’s cue stick lies broken, balls scattered on the tableHe’d make amends, renounce his sins, if only he were able.Reflection comes quite easily, when one is gagged and boundAssured by violent cutthroats that your corpse will not be found.The Blackhearts induce terror, no mercy or half-measuresGoons and thugs at their command secure silence, protect treasures.Angus has Clark in a tight spot, life dangles by a threadWhere Rosato went there’s room for more; silent are the dead.Late in the day to see the light, Clark goes where few crooks dareHoofs it to the MCU with visions of vicious Nightmare.Elsewhere, look to hear the Sounds of Plenty on the radio“There’s a Brand-New Baby at Our House,” opens up the show.Outside approaches Tabby, on a horse that needs a drinkLoves to get out for a ride to a quiet place to think.He tends to take to horseback when troubles weigh a tonFew would wish to meet him; the wisest know to run.