There are many ways to kill someone
With a gun, rope, pipe and knife
There are just too many to mention
How to take somebody’s life
These killers don’t care who it is
They just do it, because it’s fun
They love to see you beg for mercy
When you look into the barrel of their gun
They will kill for any reason at all
Or because they have a grudge
But when the law apprehends them
They’ll cry for leniency to the judge
Their trial will be dragged out in the courts
Until a verdict has been made
They’ll be sent to a penitentiary
Where his room and board is paid
I have this killer of a cure invention
Now some may say that I’m a quack
But if this invention I have really works
We can sell them to Iraq
It’s a gun that has a single shot
Guaranteed not to miss
It will cure the killer of his habits
Upon my word, I promise this
Now when a killer comes upon the scene
And points this gun at you
You’re suppose to plead for your own life
There is nothing more you need to do
He aims and squeezes the trigger
You hear one single blast
Little did that killer know
That shot would be his last
The killer cast his eyes upon you
He said, “I don’t know how this could be”
You smile and say, “I’ll tell you what”
“I’m glad it was you and wasn’t me”
It’s now time to unveil my invention
It’s a killer of a cure
This gun will save a lot of lives
And make us all feel more secure
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Author: Tom
Hutchinson AKA WILDTHING
6/15/05
6/15/05
