SOS
this a plea
a prayer
a flare
a shot in the dark
a final message from the front
a last hurrah --
send the cavalry
the coastguard
good wishes
a cold beer
a hot blonde
oxygen and
an ambulance,
by land, sea, or air
in spaceship or golden chariot
I don't care
which,
come,
I await you
here.
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