Body Parts For Sale

This is a fictional poem.

I sell people's body parts after I kidnap them.

My business is immoral, what I do is very grim.

I get a hundred grand for a kidney and a quarter of a million for a heart.

There's a whole lot of money to be made by selling people's body parts.

I get two hundred grand for a pair of eyes.

If I said what I do is good, it would be a lie.

Last month a man paid me three hundred grand for a new liver.

You don't want to work for a man like me, it would make you quiver.

I save people's lives by killing others, I'd like to think that I'm a healer.

But in reality, I'm nothing more than an evil and cold blooded killer.