126 - Murdery

Murder murder

Quite contrary

Not what you’d call

So ordinary

It’s frowned upon

They say it’s bad

But what else to do

When you get mad?

Well, instead

Go read a book

Open a shop

Don’t be a crook

Carve some statues

Visit France

Play the lottery

Take a chance

Make a film

Go to space

Pretend you are

A fighter ace

Put down the gun

Don’t try to stab

Keep bodies from

The mortuary slab

Unless for you

It’s customary?

You have to kill

It’s necessary?

I can’t condone

I can’t agree

All I would ask

Is please don’t kill me

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