I stole the lizard’s diamond

He held it tight like his own hymen

The greatest of thieves

Bats  calls me “Jeeves”

I took what can only be given

I took it with trickery, deceit and diversion

I snuck up on a monk

And rifled his trunk

Took the philosopher’s stone

The old alchemist’s favorite bone

Or on Simon’s Street

The Diamonds from the soles of his feet

Don’t know what to do with this boon

I already up and swallowed the moon

They call it a Sutra

I think the word basket, would suit ya’

The lizard’s secret force

Is about to go open source

Without the constraint of a guru vow

I can give away all of his voodoo now

I stole the lizard’s diamond

Now the rest of ya’ll can have ’em

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