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The Scheme

It was on a day just like this,
I was lying down and pondering the abyss, 
When I thought about you with you big stupid face,
and I knew to let you live would be a disgrace,
In no time at all I was set on my plan,
Before we were friends I was even your best man,
I stood next to you at your wedding and feigned a smile,
When really in my heart I hated you all the while,
I watched as you got the girl, the job and all the respect,
And in my soul the hatred and jealousy grew and grew unchecked,
But at first I wasn’t sure exactly what to do,
My scheme wouldn’t fail; I would check it through and through,
I would kill you for sure until you were dead,
That was the thought in my murderous head,
But how should I do it I couldn’t decide,
Push you out of a window and claim suicide?
Beat you into oblivion with a frying pan,
Push you in front of a car a bus or a tram,
Buy a gun and shoot you in the guts,
Yes there was nothing for it; No ifs no buts,
It would be poison in your coffee when nobody looks,
All I’ve got to do is set the date,
And set up the cogs and wheels ready to activate,
My sinister scheme to rid the world of your life,
And then to act all distraught and run away with your wife.
For you see my motives are simple and clear,
I want you dead, your money and your lady so dear.
First I must procure some cyanide pills,
With poison there’s No mess no fuss, no screaming or thrills,
For no one can detect it’s presence so black,
And it will simply look like you’ve had a heart attack,
Once you are dead I will call the police,
And then set about transferring  your money for my future peace,
Because as you know I have all your bank details,
And the one with such knowledge always prevails,
I must be patient and not give into haste,
I will woo your wife and slowly take your place,
And then once she’s mine I will marry her,
And take control of her financial affairs,
But before I have taken your money and stolen your spouse,
Murdered you dead and moved into your house,
I will ruin your reputation with your job and local community,
I must act now and seize the opportunity,
To plant some drugs in your office desk and call your boss,
I will make it look like you fiddled the books, the profit and loss,
So after they have investigated you and brought you before the board,
They will arrest and detain you for credit card fraud,
But please don’t think that I will get my comeuppance,
All I will do is smile and laugh; to me you’re not even worth a tuppence
No don’t be deluded into thinking I ‘ll be punished 
When they find your dead body I will act all astonished

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