He looked down the muzzle,
his life flashed like a puzzle.
How did it come to this,
from a lover he use to kiss?
The gun was in his face,
but his head was still stuck
in the toilet seats place.

Still he just couldn't figure,
he was still puzzled under the trigger.
At first he thought it was a tease,
until the finger started to squeeze.
Early one morning,
he was given a warning.

Now he lay dead,
with a bullet in his head.
When the hammer fell
he looked puzzled,
a few last words the
bullet muzzled.
His life went out with a bang,
as his other lover rang.

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