What’d you kill?

Hey, Bill, what’d you kill?

Well, not much really

The spirit and fury

Holy and righteous concurrance with a hollow bullet

Natural curiosity, the body is quite a curious thing, isn’t it?

A little bit of this and that

A fine slab to behold, thick with such fat

Pleasantness and leisure on a warm, soaked balcony

Just before the day can crack

The present surroundings of incessant flattering

They like my hair and my feather-brimmed hat

Stealth found deep in the spirit and brain's gully

My elephant steps gently

A mother feeding babes with honey

Oh, and a tiger with major stripes

Like a general sending missiles that look the same as the ones from which we came

With a mind to flee before she was seen

She fell like a sunset

Like a video I’d seen

And a thunderstorm when she collapsed

Oh boy, you would’ve jumped right into my lap

Bill unloaded into his chair

Leaving behind him a veil of dust

With his hands clasped over his hat

Well, Bill, what will you do now?

After such a great kill

Bill grinned like a devil with a mouth made of silt and not tobacco

His mustache twirling into both nostrils

Well, I’ll hang her head above the door for the locals

And tomorrow

I’ll find another for my bungalow

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