Spiked drinks lit by moonlight.
No one is coming home safe tonight.
"What can we do? They'll track us down!'
All of our smiling faces turn to frowns.
GORE AND PROFANITY WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️
THE POEM DOES NOT BELONG TO ME
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Spiked drinks lit by moonlight.
No one is coming home safe tonight.
"What can we do? They'll track us down!'
All of our smiling faces turn to frowns.
GORE AND PROFANITY WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️
THE POEM DOES NOT BELONG TO ME