Quiet All Therir Get You. - Poem by Amy Kerswell
Best for me to be quiet.
Suffer in silence.
If I open my mouth again.
Really bad things will happen.
Best to keep it all but quiet.
Best to keep it to myself.
Quiet or there get me.
Thats the one thing I no for sure.
Shush or they'll be back for me.
Never ever open my mouth.
Got to keep my trap firmly shut.
Or the bastards will be back for me.
Thats what I belived.
But they come back for me anyway.
Even though I kept stum.
There never was a way to win.
They still come back to get me.
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