She called for help, somehow, he knew it
He texted; I know what you've done.
She answered, they'll be here in a minute
He laughed saying, we're just having fun.
She started to cry, and he yelled through the phone
That's enough, get ahold of yourself
I know all about the secret weapon you own
Don't bother looking, it's not there, on the shelf
Then she got mad, and said a few things
that riled him up even more
He crawled from out of her bedsprings
And they found him there, limp, on her floor
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Oooo, this was fantastic!
Wow! Intense poetry. I love it.
Great story Kelli
From walls to box springs. At least he didn't take her to the mattresses.