Forget Those Warnings

Forget those warnings from the FBI
If you hear a baby's cry outside
In the dead of night - don't go out there.
Sure. That's going to be easy to ignore. 

The second I hear a baby’s cry
I will not remember it could be a trick. I am going out there to save that baby.
I have read this is how serial killer get their victims out of their houses.

I don't care!  The second I hear a baby, 
I will run outside, in the dead of night, in my pajamas. 
Without any thought of myself.

If there is a serial killer out here,
He can rest easy. He has his pick of the litter.
There are six women out here searching for that baby.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Leffanta Avatar
July 31, 2020 at 2:42 PM
A call for help sparks some people to the rescue whilst others cower in fear. Good thing those babies can rely upon you! Aloha! Rico
Krutsinger Avatar
July 31, 2020 at 2:45 PM
They sure can! And thousands of other women!
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