In the black of night 

not a twinkling light in sight

he shone as bright as the sun

too bad we were on the run


Had we not witnessed the death

not heard the last breath

we would be enjoying the party

while sippin Bacardi


But his mind was too preoccupied

to mystified

by the mysterious woman 

consulting the doorman 


Have you ever heard 'curiosity killed te cat'

boy you should have hid behind your hat

you were the guest 

now your part is the test


You are damned for all eternity 

because of your naive mentality 

so run you little lab rat 

your being chased by the cat

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