Poof
Need your problem to disappear,
make that irksome trouble magically go away
Just say the word and it's done ...
Poof!
... like smoke vanishing from the barrel of a gun
Ms. I-Don't-Know-Her-Name is the person you need
How do you find her? Honey, please!
She'll find you ... provided you have something interesting,
something challenging for her to do
She'll fix your problem,
she has a solution guaranteed
Leave your name and number
in the classified section of the Dark Net Metro Times
Put: "Need roof and fireplace fixed" as the opening line
Then in a day or two, you'll get a call,
asking if Fauntleroy is at home ...
don't bother wondering who that is, just answer the phone
That sultry voice you're sure to hear will be her
Follow the instructions she gives to the letter,
the less you know about her, the better
It's gonna be a public place she sends you to
You won't see her face, but she most certainly will see you
But try not to look suspicious, whatever you do
Place the envelope on the ground face down,
walk away slowly and don't look around
If she doesn't take your case,
then said envelope will be returned,
leaving you to solve the problem on your own
If however, she decided to take your case ---
once payment is received surreptitiously,
then a week later, your problem will be gone
Poof!
With no questions asked,
or it could be you getting put in a black body bag
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
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