The scene it was a mansion grand,
A banker’s home, no doubt;
The snow was softly falling and
The folks had all gone out.
A burglar man broke in to rob,
And found a little child,
Who begged him to forsake his job
In accents meek and mild.
“Oh please, sir, lead another life
And cease abroad to roam,”
The child implored, “think of your wife
And little ones at home.”
The burglar man assured the kid
Another life he’d lead,
And so in truth he really did—
He immediately went into the life insurance.
