Kill Trap

© 1993 Black Hole Media Co. All Rights Reserved.

He was a quiet and a clean-cut guy,
A perfect neighbor. Never made any waves.
Kept to himself; only smiled and said “HI”,
Then he’d keep a-going on his way.
 
He’d get on his bike and he’d ride to his job
As a clerk in a grocery store. 
Got along with his bosses, and his co-workers too.
They all thought he was an okay dude.
 
On his lunch break, he’d sit and read Herbert Marcuse.
 
He walked in the shopping mall department store
One chilly December evening.
Took a look around at the holiday crowd.
He unzipped his field jacket and screamed out loud.
Pulled out an AK and a Glock 17.
He filled the air with bullets. It was quite a scene.
He hit about a dozen people, killed about half.
He took a smoke break and he started to laugh.
He took several hostages and called Channel 3.
He demanded… that the governor masturbate on live TV.
They told him “No, sorry, son, that can’t be done.”
So he shot a hostage, then he quickly made another one:
That his cat be appointed ambassador to Saturn.
The doctor theorized he’d stopped his medication.
So, they’d plotted out a way to end the situation.
The SWAT team closed in and aimed at his head.
They later got medals for shooting him dead. 
 
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