The man was there A gun was pointed I was feeling All disjointed "Gimme cash!" He spoke so harshly "There isn't much" I whispered scarcely "Hand it over!" Shaking the gun I only wanted To up and run It all was over In a flash And then the robber Left at a dash I stood there shaking Out of my wits And vowed that day That I would quit It isn't worth it For this small pay To risk my life Every day
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@bethyrose - 2025-02-23
Once again I really enjoy your lyrics and way with words! Even with a more serious/scary situation here you keep the flow snappy while including great rhymes (pointed/feeling all disjointed was a great combo to start things off!). Nice work!
Roger D. Linder: FAWM 2025
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