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
