The two played hide and seek
Every day did Amy lose
She hid under the bed, you see
And he always found her
The game would start every day
Sometimes by the pool
Sometimes near the shower
And he was always faster
She hated being found,
And then hated losing again.
Tears spilled on the ground
And he was always stronger
Wiping her tears she would hide again
And again
And again
And then she saw the knife.
And she laughed
He couldn't find her if he couldn't see!