DON’T SAY THE Z-WORD!!!!!!
Gene had one last task to complete and
then he could seek oblivion at the bottom of a whisky glass.
Same old routine; chains were locked and secured,
rings fastened and the soundproofing double checked.
Although that wasn’t really necessary as no one came in to the stations cellar.
Gene tugged the chain and swiftly stepped
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