Il Gatto Strikes

Enzo's day was like any other

Helped at the store, groceries delivered

He went home to Tent City without event

BG has no clue as to what's to happen.

He had already packed his bag

His travel clothes laid out on the bed

His dawn train ticket, tucked in the pocket

As to what he'll do, no one suspects

Next he prepared were tools of the trade,

He hopes not to use them, but just in case.

Flannel strips dipped in a.c.e. mixture for sleep,

Hypodermic darts dipped in curare for paralysis.

Enzo donned his mask as two a.m. struck

With agile limbs he scaled the rooftops

Light as a feather, swift as the wind

He wasn't called Il Gatto for nothing

First on his list was the Burmese Ruby

Widow Callum lived alone in Tent City

It was no challenge, she slept like a log,

He's out the window with a skip and a hop.

The Brown family lived two houses away

Their silver cutlery always on display

His nimble fingers picked them per piece

The job was going in a breeze

Mrs Ger's brooch proved harder to secure

He had to use the sleeping mixture

He searched before the couple overdosed,

Found it soon enough and pranced out the door.

The rings and the bangle were next

He had doubts but liked the challenge

He scaled the hotel wall, in through their window,

Crept inside the room, hid in the shadows.

He saw the twins, both in deep slumber,

But that didn't make the job any easier,

Loren wore the bangle; it was a big risk,

Tonight, he will be content with the rings.

He found them hidden under the Mayor's clothes

Still in its box, the twin golden bands

Enzo smiled as he bagged the rings

Out the hotel as quietly as he went in

Overconfident, he waltzed into the cafe

Quickly found the room occupied by Ray

The boy snored, the locket was his,

Until he noticed something was amiss.

"Ray? Wake up. Its 3:30." A voice sleepily mumbled

Enzo realized it was the baker.

The boy still snored, but AJ saw him and stood up,

The burglar had to act fast

Enzo saw AJ realised what has happened,

The burglar still had the upper hand.

He took three darts, gauged a quick strike

Straight to the carotid, AJ fell paralyzed.

The scuffle made a slight racket,

Enough to rouse the boy from his bed

Enzo saw Ray's eyes flit from him to the floor,

The burglar was left no other choice

He easily overpowered Ray,

He was about to do him as he did AJ

But as he stuck darts on Ray's neck

Something also got planted on his leg

It was Ray's knife deep in his flesh,

Enzo's blood flowed freely from the gash,

Good thing he was mute or he would've screamed in pain

One wound for a gram of gold was worthy bargain

He then left both men crumpled on the floor

Collected the locket, and limped out the back door

From the shadow of the Pillars, he saw Gyn enter the bakery,

A few seconds more, Enzo heard the girl scream.

He felt a tinge of regret for the baker boys

But he needed to be fast, he had no choice

If left untreated, both will die

Enzo doubted they'll survive the night

The burglar knew the chapel was a no-go,

To Tent City, he must return

His loot safe, he quickly made his way,

First thing at dawn he'll be on the train.

He limped as he entered his home,

Too tired to notice his trail of blood on the ground

He cleaned and nursed his wound

It was much deeper than it looked

He tried his best to keep it from bleeding

Changed clothes with dawn approaching

Went to the station before the train arrived

Avoided people he recognised

But he heard someone call his name

"Hello, my quiet friend, good morning!"

Enzo looked up to see Will Barter,

His wide smile as fake as his garters.

Enzo tipped his hat and gave him a wave

Plastered a smile as he went on his way,

But Will Barter asked, "Are you okay?

My friend you look quite pale."

The burglar took out his pen and paper,

Scribbled, "I'm fine, good day Mr Barter."

He bid the man goodbye,

Heard the whistle as the train arrived.

He boarded, quietly took a seat,

As the train moved, a smile painted his lips

Enzo Gattuso rides out of Busted Gulch in victory

The name Il Gatto forever etched in history