Poem: Predators
I thought I found me the perfect match
I thought I found me the perfect catch
With eyes so green and hair so brown
He showed me his picture and I fell to the ground
He's the cutest boy I ever met
Too bad I found him while surfing the net
He says he's 15 but mom says don't trust it
He could be lying a lot or a bit
So I stopped talking to my friend on the net
I said he'd be gone by next week
Mom says don't hold your breath
His name is Pedophile or Predator if you may
They hook up with little kids
Then kidnap them and take them away
So stay away from chat-rooms and the Predators on
They'll never stop stalking they'll never be done