All Along it was Me

The little white capsule just slipped in his tea,
He never did know, all along it was me
Just sitting back to watch him finish it all,
Soon he was tipping, on the floor he did fall.
He writhed about, gasping for air
Deep down to my soul, he did stare.
He reached for my leg, one last hope
As he was hung to the death by an invisible rope.
Soon he stopped squirming, and let himslef go
And that was the end of my horror picture show.
He got me with the bat, i surprised him with his tea,
And he never did know, all along it was me.