Insanity (fiction)(Tallisman) It’s all lies (he declared)
Not a word of it is true
I never met her, (he despaired)
Now what do I do?
Ok, we met on a dating site
Her picture looked great
Exchanging messages each night
Staying up really late
She told me that she maybe thought
She was falling in love with me
I’m not the relationship sort
So I let her down lightly
She started messaging me every night
Texting me throughout the day
Telling me it wasn’t right
Dumping her that way
Telling me she won’t let go
That she would come to me
That she would let the whole world know
That we were meant to be
I admit that I was worried
My head in a bit of a whirl
I mean I’m hardly going to be bullied
By a little slip of a girl
And anyway she was bluffing, right?
There’s a thousand miles in between
She was hardly going to jump on a flight
For someone she'd never seen

Well I don’t know, I can’t say
What went through her head
To wind up in my drive way
With a bullet through her head
Did she know that I was wed?
Ouch! It was just a bit of fun
I guess I might not have said
Well what would you have done?
You think you're so perfect?
You cops are all the same
What happened to serve and protect?
Too quick to apportion blame
I don’t know how she’s known
Exactly where I live
I don’t tell them about this home
That’s info I don’t give
Them? Did I say them? I meant her
Just a slip of the tongue
I don’t use chat rooms regular
It’s just the occasional one..

So now you know who she is
That’s good news I guess
A what! A private detective?
Hell, what a mess
So she was tracking me?
I can’t say I’m delighted
I’ve done nothing that I can see
To attract the attention she's invited
I don’t admire your policeman wiles
I can hardly be a suspect
What do you mean from her files
She had no files, I checked
Why? she was lying in front of me
I checked she wasn’t alive
If she had any bags I’d see
Them scattered on the drive!
The USB in her pocket
What the hell is one of those
Oh, the drive thing that plugs in a socket
Handy I suppose

Well I guess then you can arrest me
The Lord Satan is on my side
He made me take all those woman
And made them all my bride
And when they wouldn’t believe
Everything the Lord told through me
Though it meant we had to grieve
They had to be punished, you see
I found them through a chat room
Made sure they didn’t live near
Like a flower to my Lord they’d bloom
And soon cast off all fear
They were soon eager to request
The messenger of the Lord
To join with him in his quest
And get their just reward

What detective? Oh, The dead one
Lying on my drive
If she thought to check her facts
She would still be alive
Sadly for her safety
She managed to connect
But she was far too hasty
To chase her suspect
The Lord Satan did smite her hard
With my colt 45
If she’d been on her guard
Maybe she’d be still alive
They always believe
In their own immortality
And cannot perceive
Their life was bought to me
For HE demands a sacrifice
And I am his chosen sword
It’s an honour to fall under my knife
To be chosen for my Lord.

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