Every cat gets out of the bag if you push it.
Those five months flew right by you
While I counted each dime.
Every story has a wise and a foolish villain.
The former gets away
And the latter does the time.
Do you ever think of the repercussions?
I might be just a pawn,
Just a card in your game.
Yet I hold the token, I hold the gun.
I will pull those strings
Until you crumble in shame.
-Jackie
The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright 