Second

At the end of the day

is night when the writing

is on the wall the one

who did it is out of sight


Makes me start to wonder

Did you give your heart

For a skinny second

A musing minute

A hushed hour


Did you once feel

Think twice

Act triple nice

Just to steal

This fool’s pair of dice?


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