Help Poem by Amy

Help

Rating: 2.7


Itchy fingers
look left
Look right
In for the plunge
Snatch, swipe, steal
Without a trace
Fallen from grace
Adrenalin thrill
But the guilt rides
up up up
Confrontation to come
Our dearest friend please do tell
We cant say we wont be mad
But we’ll try
But a double take cannot be forgiven
You need some help
A professional
We can help with that
just trust us on this one
But that’s the one thing you won’t take

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