He looked at the Moon
It was night's afternoon
It was a blue moon
No reason for gloom
Warp and weft in a loom
Love affair zoomed and zoomed
For his talent he was hired
For everything he was admired
Suddenly a change in the air
They had seen their love affair
Things didn't look fair
He was pulled by the hair
He was tired and wired
He was surrounded by the goons
He begged for his life
As he looked at the Moon
It was night's afternoon
His cries died in the air
He lay dead on the floor