Note from the Author: This was never intended to be something really fantastically amazing...in fact, it's just the opposite. I needed a little "writing exercise" to get my brain properly functioning again. :) This is the result and I though there was no harm in posting it.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Black Cat, no matter how much I may want to.


Reading cash

From a poster on a wall

Cock the gun

Take your shot

The smoke is lost in the wind

Fire once

You got one shot

You miss, his story ends

Sleep in the car

If it's what you can afford

No complaints until you win

Take what you can

When it's on the house

And tonight you're gonna win

Ready, aim

Pull the trigger

The dance plays one last song

Don't lose sight

And hold the trigger

This is for her last song

Call it chivalry

Or the right decision

The name is sweeping

This taking cash

From a poster on a wall