He is trained in jujitsu
in karate, with knives
but he’d rather eat tofu
than take innocent lives
He’ll send flowers and sweets
parcel bombs he disdains
he’ll slip sugar in tea
cyanide down the drains
He’s the loveliest hitman
you ever could meet
but he don’t make no dough, man
he sleeps on the street.
Paul Hughes 2008
