Crowknee Says It’s Freedom

Communities all got one

Risk leaving your stuff and it will soon be gone

On a cold dark night when all was at sleep

With a crocus bag and a busted old jeep

Knife to unhinge his neighbor’s gate

None escaped unless they were up late

Escaped being robbed of their hard earned stuff

Every item was targeted he never had enough

Sergeant Cummings of the local constabulary  

Arrived in the neighborhood just after 3

You know this man, he asked and I took a look

Seen him recently, he asked, you know he’s a crook

I was confused and didn’t know what to do

That he knew his modus operandi means they have more than a clue

So how come they didn’t go straight by his house

For what reason were they playing this cat and mouse

Right next door to Crowknee was an old lady

Everything he did she was sure to see

Even when he moved so late at night

De old lady knew when he got back from her porch light

On questioning the old lady supporting Crowknee wouldn’t succumb  

Me I don’t know, everything he got Mr. Crowknee Says It’s Freedom