Child Killer
(This is a fictional poem)
My friend just confessed a crime to me.
It's untelling what else he'll do if he goes free.
What he did was evil and vile.
He said that he killed a six year old child.
He thinks I'll keep it to myself but I'm going to turn him in.
I have to stop him before he kills again.
I just told him that I'm going to call the police but he's doing something that I
didn't figure.
He's pointing a gun at me and he's about to pull the trigger.
I just knocked him out with three karate chops.
I got his gun and now I'm going to call the cops.
He had me fooled, I didn't know that I had a killer for a friend.
His days of killing are at an end.
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