A Perfect Murder.
Dark clouds gather
Layer upon layer
Menacing stillness thickens the air.
Who are those men?
A hooded horde stands in a circle
Their smugness hangs heavy in the air.
‘A good job’ says one
‘And neatly done’ says the other.
“Yes, a perfect murder’
Smiles their leader
‘And yet remember, such operation
Never possible without cooperation
At all level, high and low.
With more collaboration
We intend bigger action’.
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