Midnight Madness: Part 1 "The Stroke of Midnight"

Craigs List doesnt advertise
a fellow that I need.
All the same I placed an add
like a tempting seed.

Months went by without reply,
no nibbles at the bait.
You see I search for certain souls
who can assassinate.

There is a splinter in my eye
that entered unapproved.
It made its way into my life
and needs to be removed.

There was the day an answer came
to my morbid blurb.
The comment stated that we meet
where no one could disturb.

Agreeable to this request,
Id go most anywhere,
to have a chance to discuss
this troubling affair.

I found myself following
a forsaken horrid road.
I came upon a cloakened man
with voice just like a toad.

Introducing who I was,
nervous asked his name.
From deep dark shadows came reply
Midnight, deaths my game.

I found my man, explained the mark,
he never asked me why.
I had a burning need to know
the method they would die.

Words where bout to leave my mouth
was then he raised his gun.
What we are agreeing to
will cost to have this fun.

I tossed to him an envelope
that was filled with cash.
He nodded all was as agreed
and stuffed it in his sash.

Before he turned to walk away
I said that I must know,
Can you tell me the demise
or of the final blow?

Dont worry were the words he chose,
All will be done right.
The deed will come at the right time
by the stroke of Midnight.