Poem: Better Safe Than.
Better Safe Than.
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Quite late, upon an empty street,
There was a man I chanced to meet.
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Hie voice was smokey with a vibrant hum
That thrilled me right down to my bum.
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He said, ‘I’ve noticed you before,
Please let me walk you to your door.’
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They say be careful as you go,
Don’t pick up strange guys you don’t know.
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Don’t give your name or your abode.
So I played it safe and off I strode.
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