Evil Work

There’s nothing quite like it, eh? A tool that gets jobs done But then you’ll have to stay While others are having their fun You’re forced to labor all day Putting off your day in the sun But Halloween is so near And won’t it be pitiful Not to instill some fear By getting a bit physical So get yourself in gear And go and whack Just one or two From behind you’ll attack Heads that will spew A little blood Along with brain After the thud Purely insane They’ll clamor Hammer