stresstwig: Tis niteowl's cry of danger in the night
stresstwig: and that he fears a shadow's jump and crawl
stresstwig: that leaves him in the wake of some bright light.
stresstwig: We know his skills are like protective shawl--
stresstwig: though splinter cell, that game of sneak and kill
stresstwig: he doth refuse to play, and snap some neck
stresstwig: with practice he might flourish in this skill
stresstwig: in time, those spies might jump at call and beck.
stresstwig: the dark is naught a thing to fear or shun,
stresstwig: the spy is not so diff'rent from the pack,
stresstwig: for tee eff too doth hold a sim'lar fun:
stresstwig: those two who sneak around all dressed in black.
stresstwig: so come and, sir, guide us from misery
stresstwig: join us in splinter cell: chaos theory.
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