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The Subject

The Subject The subject was tall with white flesh No, that’s not it at all from what I saw It was greenish with red things on top Detective could we have a moment please To reflect on these quandaries Ten people gathered at the scene to give accounts It was a crime in broad day light Some say a knife…Some said a gun… Others saw a chair All agreed that something had been used Someone had to be accused Police ran everywhere to find the fiend Causing all this misery The detective kept on writing into the night Listening to testimony that seemed a little skewed The subject is at large and if not found Everyone is suspect Everyone a subject of interest in this investigation Subject to interrogation and have no doubt All citizens of this town must be arrested Until the subject is found out

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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