He's Tied Up In The Trunk
An obligation to protect.
It is something he will regret.
Here's the rope just tie him up and leave him in the trunk.
I'm tired of hear him blather on and on.
This caged birds song shall never again be heard.
Yet alone see the daylight.
We've got to move fast for the cops will after us.
He's one of them an undercover detective.
Our mistake will be our gain.
We didn't know, but now we do.
So we can't kill him.
But make sure he's found in just enough time.
Barely breathing but alive.
It gives a very limited window to get out of dodge.
Or we will have to feed hydrate and give him some air.
This will risk exposure and our chance getting caught goes up.
But, But what?
Just shut up we're on the clock so lets go, go, go! ! !
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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