This bat
Might do the trick?
I'm thinking it,
Will be wise
That I
Buy,
A wicked disguise
Keep it subtle

I won't be here to decorate
So there won't be scary masks
Just lots of praise
To congratulate
For my good display
Of bones
How easy they are to break
Hearts,
How easy they are to smash
Brains,
How easy they are to mold
Figures,
How easy they are to frame

Perhaps the next weapon
Of choice could be,
A bullet
To harm the mind
Of all people

Explode the suffering
We try to gasp ahold of

Afterwards all people
May be free
To decompose
With no woes