Never Saw It Coming
You walk into the room so smug.
I happened to have it in my hand.
And in my heart I felt a tug.
So I began to form a plan.
Like someone who would kick sand.
It may make me look like a thug.
But I knew just where it would land.
Right smack in the middle of your mug.
My aim I knew was straight and true.
A perfect shot,
I knew that you would rue.
I wanted to do it a lot.
You never even saw it coming,
The blow from the pillow was quite stunning.
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