Sitting Duck
Many years ago, there was a secret meetingOne might say a rendezvous between two people
Who had never met before this encounter
The goal of this meeting was to exchange info
There were coded passwords, a simple plan
Everything went well until, the first man
Gave his secret code " I am the hunter "
But the other man did not reply as expected
Instead he said " No, you are Sitting Duck "
Much to the first man's surprise and demise
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