Five.
Five are thrown,
Into my face.
Four are running,
At a fast pace.
Three are evil,
To the core.
Two are cronies.
But they need more.
One is innocent.
And attempting escape.
None are secure.
When it comes to rape.
Into my face.
Four are running,
At a fast pace.
Three are evil,
To the core.
Two are cronies.
But they need more.
One is innocent.
And attempting escape.
None are secure.
When it comes to rape.