I Sorta Want To Kill You Or Something, Maybe

He was a timid sort of man

Who did things halfway

As was evidenced by

One very bad day.

He was on the sidewalk

In his new suit and tie

When a puddle was flung

By a car passing by.

Well, the timid man’s temper

Got hotter and hotter.

He had murder in mind,

But settled for manslaughter.