7 January 2013
Tonight I got a fright As that guy pulled out his knife I've never been so scared in my life He told me 'don't put up a fight'
He wanted my wallet and phone I just wanted to go home Now he sit high up on his thrown Bragging to his mate using my phone
'I only have five pounds' I announce 'I will also cancel my accounts' But I say this as I lay bleeding This will be my last poem that your reading
The End • Opuss № I