A good night’s work
by cricketjeff on March 20, 2009. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
Tonight I’ll wait until the air is still
No need to strike while you are counting sheep
My time arrives when you are fast asleep
The start of Spring’s the perfect time to kill
We’ve never met and yet I wish you ill
Why should your life be happier than mine
Your blood will be as welcome as the wine
The start of Spring’s the perfect time to kill
In time I know that I’ll have had my fill
I’ll lose the music of the sounds of death
The melody contained in final breath
The start of Spring’s the perfect time to kill
Tonight I’ll wait until the air is still
The start of Spring’s the perfect time to kill
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