The singing of chimes
Depicts an untold story
I've not committed a crime
But am still, very sorry

I have a lot to tell
But this place,
has a weary clime
Can you wait, till am well
I sure, witnessed a crime

"Detective", I'll spit out all
Just let me breathe for a while-
Tomorrow I'll give you a call
And then we'll go to "Half Mile"

"The crime scene", Detective
At the corner of the Half Mile road
I am not being introspective
But two guys were carrying a load

They asked me for a lift
But I grew suspicious
So I took a race through swift
Coz they looked insidious

With the head flash light
I could see something dripping
They dropped it and ran for their plight
On the other side, running and tripping

I gathered courage and went to look
My breath weakened, suddenly
And what I saw, made me puke
A body or two smeared bloodily

I then ran back to my car and sped
Next morning, I read the horrible news
And became more scared
I should've reported without any excuse

That's all I know, "Officer Sam"
But I do remember their face
I will definitely help to nail them
And be a witness, in this case...

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