I very subtly check myself,
And finding the code I cry for help
I check my bag, I dig my closet,
Looking for my gun that will keep you in a deposit.
Whispering softly I hand you over a flower,
And capture you in a place all sour.
I know you are the ally I will later need,
But for now, I wish you were dead to me.
I wonder all night about your ugly plan.
Every morning I wake and check around to see,
Curious about what you are up to every now and then.
you make me gullible to all types of food.
And one fine day you leave me alone at last.
As next month too you’ll come to aghast.