I rounded the corner in full stride, pet hawk on my shoulder. The click of steel boots on the fly my first victim was the hobo i unleashed my bird un masked, and it devoured his face. the next non suspecting dolt was a salesman, and my sabre made quick work of his suit and tie plan. The next was a plump virgin nun, "OH WHY SWEET JESUS, DID SHE NEED TO DIE?" the fourth was a charity case that i found changing oil at a Jiffy-Lube i made him drink his own coffee black with no sugar. then wait for hours watching bad t.v and children, with no money fuck with those candy machines aeons later i killed him, and them too. Then, as i made my way to 5th and Broadway a little girl in a off yellow school bus waved to me and blew me a slow pulsing kiss. she had her uniform on I smiled and blew, back one then popped a mentos then i went and shot dope in the alley most directly see, i forget nothing but the best reasons why.