Addio, Il Mondo

The Sheriff on one side

Mayor Order on the other

There's no where to run,

Enzo was cornered

But the burglar won't be taken,

It's freedom or the grave

He started weighing his options

A choice has to be made

He saw an empty train

As he took a look around

Til he saw a booted leg

Under his seat, jutting out

The burglar saw it,

And so the sheriff saw it too

A little boy hid under the seats

Not knowing what to do.

Enzo smiled menacingly,

He just found his ticket home

A quick and accurate swipe,

The boy was in his arms

The burglar need not speak,

3Gun and Lorne lowered their guns

One wrong move from either of them

And the boy's life is done.

Enzo boldly stepped forward

Gave the mayor a taunting look

He pulled the rings from his pocket,

And swallowed both in one gulp

But Enzo didn't notice

The boy's father shouting at his son;

"Dont be scared Elias,

Go on and bite him in the arm!"

And the boy did bite,

Digging deep with his little chompers

Enzo yelped in pain,

And threw the boy down to the floor

3Gun didn't waste the chance

He took aim at the burglar

Bid Enzo addio

And shot him through the heart.

No one is a shocked as Enzo Gattuso

As blood turned his white shirt red

Never did he think that in this dusty, little desert town called Busted Gulch,

Is where his legend, the Legend of Il Gatto, meets its end.