the bogus man

the bogus man is on his way, as fast as he can run, he's tired but he'll get to you, and shoot you with his gun, focussed his mind, on something he cared about, but it came out a shout, just like before, the bogus man is at your heels, now clutching at your coat, you must be quick now hurry up, he's scratching at your throat, concealed his doubt, by skilful evasion, but he couldn't find out, about deception, the bogus man is on his way, as fast as he can run, he's tired but he'll get to you, and show you lots of fun