Miss Walker

I'm writing this as it flows, on-the-spot. Its about someone I know.

Miss Walker, won't you tell me what we can do

That will make it up to you?

Miss Walker, we could die for what we have done

Is that enough to say you've won?

Miss Walker, you know that we are sorry

But it's over; so please don't worry

Miss Walker, thank-you for listening to me

I'll walk away and leave you two be

The End

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