Count
Step by step - you follow me.
Step by step - I count to three.
Step by step - let's make a bet:
I'll give you a prise you won't forget.
One - I run down corridor.
Two - then, hide behind a door.
Three - I have no place to flee.
What is now supposed to be?
The count is out - of course, no doubt,
I have no one to blame but me.
No one will hear my helpless shout,
No soul will see my graceless plea.
Step by step - you hold a knife.
Step by step - no place to hide.
Step by step - you caught me, then
I won't play with you again.
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