"So I've finally caught

The famous Willow."

Though I can't see him,

I can tell that he's

Pacing around the room.

I can't tell him that I'm not famous --

I'm not allowed to speak, anyway.

"Didn't even see it coming, did you?"

He chuckles at his own cleverness.

I would reply that I did see it coming,

I knew I was in danger all along;

But I don't want to blow my cover.

So I watch blankly as he

Pulls out a handkerchief

And puts me to sleep.

The End

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