Something of my past stopped tonight

These things happen from time to time

It upset me greatly so I decided

To become happy again

I assassinated a local councillor

Whose extreme views offended me

It was all over in four hours

And as I say on my settee

Reading a future newspaper

A policeman knocked at the door

Before he arrested me

We shared a coffee

I was only questioned once

My motive and my reasoning

I told him that I had once been in love

With a book

Which had ended sadly

Four hours previously

The policeman smiled

And said I would not be charged

As he understood

That war is sometimes kind