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Weirdo not help you

In a field with a demon scare crow
You text me to help you
You phone me to save you
Hell no
You said I was a loser
You said I was a weirdo
 Now you need my help me I am suddenly your hero.
If you get lost among the fog of an English Moor
Chased by a three headed dog
My advice is don't look for me run more
Dont say my name if you stumble in a maze and find a minotaur
I won't help
 I'll lock the door
Good luck
Trying to out swim a shark
Dodge a bullet
Escape a fire
Climb a wonky ladder
Fight a mugger
Being on trial for murder
You wouldn't want to associate with a loser.
No one wants a helpful weirdo
Written by SimpleTon
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