One, two, points at you
Four, three, curled to me
Opposing digit starts to fidget
Tires of waiting patiently
Heard a sound, look around
Into night, out of sight
Swear that I just heard you there
Don’t run if you came to fight
Sneak attack, can’t turn back
Two best friends, thumb descends
Pow! Clang! Click! Bang!
See how this game always ends:
I got you first
No, I got YOU first
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