Murder

I drowned him in poisoned wine
And stabbed him with a bullet
I bludgeoned him with a blunt instrument
(I chose a tuba)
And strangled him with celebratory bunting
I shot him with my camera
I doctored his doctor's brakes
So that help was not on hand
When he had his heartless attack

And each time
Each time was better than the last.

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