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MR. FRITZ AND BLACK SHEEP  :

Arrival at the clinic,
We're here to fix things.
Where's the the dentist?
This dude tooth's aching,
Thus Black Sheep;
He's not fit for some days.
He returned from London last two weeks.
It's pain's such crazy,
Can't stand so easily.
Woe be tides Mr. Fritz,
For opting to cause all these,
Especially his wife and kids.
They'll also go through this.
Mr. Genial Being's really sick,
He's feeling very weak.
The issue looks big;
He's craving to chew meat,
Sip Fanta and smoke stick.
Truly, that's fantastic.
But that wish is just a fanatic.
Stance of misery, 
It's killing him slowly.
If no body's attending,
Thanks, then we're leaving.

I was at the back seat,
Calming the black sheep,
"Stay strong and fit,
It's all part of life shifts;
Sometimes we fall in a pit,
And later come out of it.
Sometimes we cruise on street,
Without experiencing this .  
Hence, stay strong and breathe",
That's me saying all these.
Now Black Sheep's healed,
We gonna get Fritz skin pealed. 
No mercy, we will.
There we got to finish that deal,
Since he has ignored our appeal;
Ain't gonna get scot-free,
We gonna chase him,
And place him where he got to be.
I'm tipped to lead,
So we'll succeed.
And they expect me to be in,
As they believe the best of me,
And I'm ready to let us win.

It's two o'clock a.m in London, 
There in Mr. Fritz garden;
Adorned in bulletproof clothings, 
Wielding AKs and ammunitions.
I was alone on the mission. 
Charlie, I was hardened,
I entered his kitchen,
Seems no body's in the building.
oops, I waited a minute,
Seems there's someone upstairs descending.
I hid behind a thick curtain,
OK, that's a black kitten,
I didn't kill it.
Maybe, 'cause it's innocent.
Smelled a pleasant pizza scent,
So I moved further as I learnt,
Then took a left turn.
Men and women, they where ten.
"House party by this time?",
I asked them,
I've forgotten why I was there.
What a churn!
Well, they thought I was invited,
So they gave me my chair.
We now eleven;
Really enjoyed very well.

Exactly at four a.m I woke up,
I heard a sounding alarm,
Didn't know where I was at crack of dawn,
And didn't know when I slept after all. 
Fritz's sitting in front of the door,
And was on a phone call.
He's wearing a black top,
Matching a black shorts,
And he's gazing the floor.
I was confused and appalled, 
'cause I didn't know what to do at all. 
I went towards him and said," what's up?",
Frankly, he was enthralled.
He said," Good day, Genial Walkup?",
Still his face was down.
"Yeah, how did you get my noun?",
I replied as if I'm a clown.
He asked me, where I'm from,
And I said, what does he want?
His other friends where already gone.
He rose and smiled, 
Showed me a pic of myself and my wife;
Shocked to discover this guy's part of my life;
He's a brother in-law.
I told him why I was in his house,
But I pleaded afterward. 
He forgave me and called my spouse,
Telling her, "I'm here with your husband",
I spoke with my wife and kids,
And we all were pleased.

He later took me to the internet; 
Showed me who Black Sheep is.
He's a murderer with strong intellect;
A wanted bandit,
Who troubles people's peace.
I never knew him for all these,
I believed him for good deeds.
My brother-inlaw was a veteran of police;
A yeoman who's won many accolades.
And Sheep wanted me to bury him six feet.
I showed the hideout of that bastard (Black Sheep).
Well, he's now arrested.
And soon gonna be placed in his casket,
As death row have him mattered.
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