Birthday Murder

Wish them all a happy birthday,
little do they know they won't stay long,
soon they will be no more,
that is the moral of this song,
with dance and food and drink,
the party they will enjoy today,
however, this enjoyment will not last,
before the clock strikes twelve they'll have to pay,
I wait for my blessed time to strike,
for all my suffering and my pain,
they hurt me not long ago,
a reason for them to be slain,
I watch them through the window having fun,
together blowing out all the candles,
they eat the cake and get up to leave,
the birthday, I think, will be a shambles,
they put on their shoes to go home,
then bid each other farewell,
the first guy leaves the birthday house,
they are leaving the protective shell,
as they walk alone onto the street,
they leave one by one unaware,
I get ready with my sniper,
ruthless, I am, I do not care,
for the lives of those who made mine hell,
I watch them walk calmly down the path,
I pick them off, they fall like flies,
from within me comes out an evil laugh!

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