*Bongo*
My tude is rude
My words are crude
I have an awful attitude.
My rhymes are whack.
Actually an attack
While I ninja whack
Away your face. SWING!
I like to swing my sword
Or I can swing a rock.
Take stock of me when I rock the block
Or else tick tock goes the clock.
Is it a sundial instead?
No matter....
IN A MOMENT YOU will not BE MATTER;
magic blast to your face instead.
Addendum. Post et al.
The narration was all in my head.
That is how an assassin keeps quiet
To render its targets dead.