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Lies there a tiny room
His name is Michie Vouz
At the strike of midnight
He tiptoed under the moon
Authorities were frantic
While others were searching
In the end, the search stopped
The bounty’s set with a ton o’ money
Your GPS will not help
Everyone's set to hunting

Mischievous Mastermind

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Lies there a tiny room
Where criminals are doomed.
One night, a shadow loomed
Who planned to escape very soon.


His name is Michie Vouz
Who is certainly no fool.
He has many plans to escape.
One by one, each chance he takes.


At the strike of midnight,
Everything was quiet.
Michie walked as quick as light
Thanks to his smart, healthy diet.


He tiptoed under the moon.
There his shadow loomed.
While others were checking his room,
Michie had already escaped doom.


Authorities were frantic.
They couldn’t help but be panicked,
“Michie Vouz has ran away?!
Never thought he’d do it today!”


While others were searching,
Michie had arrived at his mansion.
To the guards he was laughing
As he feels freedom’s satisfaction.


In the end, the search stopped.
The search captain’s jaw dropped.
Once again, Vouz’s name is on top.
His tracks are hidden–always mopped.


The bounty’s set with a ton o’ money.
This mission is certainly not puny.
It’s Michie Vouz, hello?!
Never underestimate; he won’t stoop low.


Your GPS will not help.
His whereabouts are unknown.
To him, everyone’s a pesky whelp.
His future plans won’t be shown.


Everyone’s set to hunting
As Michie continues hiding.
Behind you might be him sneaking;
In the shadows could be him lurking.


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