The greatest ninja ever born…
is two years old.
The largest treasure ever forged…
goes well with a glass of milk –
when Sleeping Mother dreams of holidays,
away and unsuspecting of the dread –
the ninja strikes!
How innocent the culprit looks,
though diligent with shifty eyes –
What knowledge he, the ninja knows,
is smuggled with a smile.
Andrew Venegas
San Jose
SJSU
poetry
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