Blew his own brains out;

Shortly after the first trembling rumble of thunder came

A lightning strike and an intensely hot ball of flame

Blew the top off of his head and exploded his brain

Since that terrible storm... he has never been the same

Shortly after the bullet had been loaded into his gun

Came the harsh realisation of what he had just done

His minced brains coated the walls and his blood did run

Recently... he seems to have stopped being as much fun

Shortly after the WD40 had helped slide open the blade

He blindly slashed away at his scalp and a mess was made

Bits of his hair and his brain had been wrecklessly sprayed-

-Onto the bed in the room, where as a child he played