The plan was very well conceived,
with everything in place.
The gloves would leave no fingerprints,
the masks would hide their face.
The victim was quite fast asleep,
as they jimmied the glass door,
seconds was all that it took,
to kidnap Prince Aldoor.
He woke and started to wimper,
as they stashed him in the car,
they took off driving down the street,
they didn't drive too far.
They had done a lot of research,
the Prince was worth big bucks.
Kidnapping him would make them rich,
if for once they had some luck.
The demand was made, a million five,
for the Prince's safe return.
Soon the two who dared to try,
would have money to burn.
While waiting there to make the call,
and to throw out their threat,
they saw the bed that Prince was in,
was smelling bad and wet.
"Damn, he peed all over the bed!"
"And those were my good sheets!"
They also didn't notice that the Prince had muddy feet.
He drooled a lot to their dismay,
which made everything worse,
their life of crime, it seemed to be
shadowed by a curse.
When it was time to feed the Prince,
he put up quite a fight.
He struggled hard to free himself,
then took a savage bite.
The puncture marks began to ooze,
as blood dripped on the floor,
they soon learned it's no picnic,
kidnapping Prince Aldoor.
"I need a doctor, dammit!"
the kidnapper started to howl,
and soon the Prince was wailing too,
the sound was oh so foul.
But then the deal was finally set,
the ransom would be dropped.
Soon they'd be rid of Prince Aldoor,
this madness then would stop.
The Prince was thrown into the trunk,
unceremoniously.
The ransom was grabbed,
the car was left.
The kidnappers started to flee.
Detectives ran to pop the trunk,
and Prince Aldoor was free.
Mad as hell, he then pursued.
Attacked them viciously.
The police came and hauled them off,
prison their destiny.
It goes to show that best laid plans,
can go bad frequently.
The moral of the story,
if you snatch a prized dog
pedigreed,
pick up a muzzle on the way,
I'm sure that you'd agree.