Sorry, change of plans,
NO, relax,
It's no big deal.
No guns , no ammo, no axe.
There's been some difficulty
With your request.
I do not know why;
You seem a bit obsessed.
Your rush for this answer
Seems a little odd.
Would you like to explain?
Do you believe in God?
Yes, we found something,
But I cannot share it,
For I need you to explain
Every last bit.
I know people,
Those who can help you.
Do you want their number?
They'll know what to do.
Are you alright....upstairs?
Do you take any drugs?
Why are your eyes so droopy?
Do you go around with thugs?
Fine then, don't answer;
It'll be your loss.
You're like an unresponsive animal,
All covered in moss.
Why are you so different?
Are you that desperate?
Why won't you answer?
Have you come out of the closet?
Well, let God help you then.
What? You don't believe?
I think it's best
If you just leave.
Go on, get out.
You're not wanted.
It's no use,
Your words are blunted.
What's that? I'm a what?
Okay then, if you say so.
Relax, I don't have
To be your foe.
Ok, bye bye now
I can forget? But how?
