Sneak Thief

POETRY NEWS #4225
Date: 12/30/2012 at 08:11
From: Marquis Koradhil Ranahiir, Defender of the Arts
To : Everyone
Subj: Sneak Thief

This was a difficult day.
I was nearly killed at eighteen different times.
My pants, along with my undergarments, decayed in front of my
betrothed's parents.
My child decided that they no longer wanted to be part of the family.
I lost thousands at the roulette wheel.
Lessons have been learned, I shall not forget them.
An ale or two is sorely needed.

This was a wonderful day.
I slew many foes, and learned a new set of skills.
I got engaged.
I found my first child, and she is more wonderful than anything I could
imagine.
Luck smiled on me, and I brought in over a million sovereigns to my bank
account.
I will always remember this day.
A toast to my day, let the rum flow!

Ow.
My head.
What happened yesterday?
Where am I?
What's this sticky stain on my table...
No. Not that.
Again, the alcohol has stolen my memories.
Bloody thief.

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Chronos, in the year 614 AF.