The back door man
He isn't going away
Standing by the back door
He knows his way
Nobody is asking him
He sneaks in quietly
Take all he can see
The richness in his hands
The back door man
He can talk with ease
The glow in his eyes
As he tells his tales
The exploits of his actions
Nobody can read his mind
The man who moves in sneak attacks
At the back door he will smile
He can steal power
He can get his wealth
Like him or hate his motives
He's the back door man
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