There’s a bad man that I once knew <br />His heart was black and his blood was blue <br />Bad man, he’s coming for you <br />He’d sell his wife for a pound or two <br /> <br />My only crime was to want too much, <br />I could look but I could not touch. <br />She thinks she's world renown <br />With the pastor of Paris crown <br />Before you think ahead <br />She'll be sleeping in your bed <br /> <br />He’s a bad man and that’s the truth <br />The devil’s law don’t need no proof <br />He’s a jealous man, all alone <br />A motel room is not a home <br /> <br />Helpless man, he fell ill <br />He was prescribed a fatal pill <br />Now he’s a dead man <br />His heart’s still black <br />His only love stabbed him in the back <br /> <br />To be a rich man with many maids <br />He’s got eyes like hand grenades <br />He had a good woman <br />In the palm of his hand <br />Until she left him for another man<br /><br />Zaheed Patel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seven-stealing-days-left-before-xmas/
