When the gentleman with the black coat arrived

He thought I was the requested private

He opened his suitcase with one hand

With the other he told me I was a rat and not a man

I sat on a chair, I did not feel like crying

I was only tired really, which was a bit surprising

He had a wife back in Arizona

Three kids, a dog and a little marijuana

He was a soldier since he was born

Cause he liked to kill and to leave things torn

As for me I was a Barbie or just an ugly hairy doll

Also, he said with conviction, I was to stay against the wall

I asked intrigued why the fuck he needed me

He said he had a new gun but no piece of meat

Three steps to the door

One chance in a million

He said don’t bother darling

I promise to wear the black ribbon.