Party

She buys a 40 of rum,
and drinks with her friend.
She wears her prettiest smile,
and says, "til the end!"

Little do they know,
end is traveling close.
Miss 40 is cutting it short,
a one kill dose.

They see she's happy,
but alcohol changes visual.
She already bought the gun,
they think she's acting casual.

She's as casual as zebra print.
Bottles empty, so's her eyes.
Now they know,
it was all a disguise.