Oh jabber, me thinks I need a hit man...

HIT OR MISS

I wanted to hire a professional hit man,
to rid me of my ex as only they can.

I looked and searched the magazine pages,
but was shocked when I asked them about their wages.

Feeding my loser ex is so much cheaper,
and if I can drive him crazy he might become a leaper.

We have high buildings here that would do the trick,
I keep telling him to decide, to take his pick.

Climb way up high and don't look down,
take a flying leap and plummet to the ground.

I promised him he'd have a proper funeral,
a shovel and a blotter is what's needed for his burial.

I decided to plant his remains under my house,
so he could stay close to me, the mouching louse.

Would I really do it, if on no toes I would trod,
Yep, sure word, if I could get the nod from God...

HELP!!!!

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