Mr. Mysterious Poem by Trade Martin

Mister Mysterious…..,
Is almost delirious…..,
Sneakin’ around……,
And not bein’ serious…..,
Using others like pawns…..,
In this chess game of life…..,
Causing people he touches…..,
Loneliness and strife……,
Yes, Mister Mysterious…..,
Is almost delirious…..,
But someday he’ll die…..,
And no one will be curious…..,
Poor Mister Mysterious......! ! !