school bell rings and children smile
on their bikes they ride a mile
stranger lurks around corners
That’s when blood shoots through my veins
on a bus some students hop
dropping close, at a bus stop
stranger’s car stalks close to corners
That’s when blood shoots through my veins
at the same place every day
bus stops, kids go on their way
stranger’s car drives from that corner
That’s when blood shoots through my veins
stranger stops beside a child
asks directions, lies so wild!
child approaches warily
That’s when blood shoots through my veins!
child is trusting and so kind
helping is what’s on his mind,
ruthless stranger smiles inside
That’s when blood shoots through my veins!
a lady comes near the boy
gathers time, she must deploy
Shouting Run Run Run!! to the boy
That’s when blood shoots through my veins!
taking off like a bullet
safely home boy gets to it
screeching tires, stranger flees
That’s when blood shoots through my veins!
deviants roam
innocent prey, they search
stranger danger
stranger danger
warning rhyme of chilling threats
beware of strangers
© Tournesol ’15
Tournesol dans un Jardin 
I do hope this is not something that happened recently for you. The whole stranger danger is so true. But so is family and friend danger.
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So true, Janice…absolutely anyone that makes one feel “icky”…this happened last week when my grandson was walking from the bus to his house.
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Thank God he was safe. 🙂
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Yep, God and that guardian angel.
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