Concrete jungle predator, the scent of your prey excites you, infatuated by her silhouette, the thought of the hunt ignites you

Dark alleys, dim lit streets and untrimmed hedges, hunting grounds for perverted pleasures, the thrill of being caught tonight, keeps you well obscured from sight

The hairs upon her arms begins to stand, she knows you’re out there and your plans, even though you’re not in view, be careful, she’s prepared for you

Notice one hand in her purse, beware her kink is more perverse, although you fancy yourself the hunter, your ignorance your biggest blunder

She turns down a deserted street, her mini skirt has you in heat, you can’t resist, begin to run, she smiles and pulls her loaded gun

One shot, two shots, three shots, four, your lifeless body hits the floor, one arm, one leg, one head, one heart, she hunted you right from the start