Here's my gentle stab at the challenge.
SIX O’CLOCK
It's six o'clock, the evening ghouls are loose:
another suicide attack to cheer
the Taliban; that clip of clones in goose-
step signalling the mood in North Korea;
Strauss is cleanbowled by a Johnson yorker;
and on the local scene, there’s been a gruesome
murder down the street, a jealous stalker
suspected. Well, you win some and you lose some.
And now, from Police HQ, your on-the-spot
newshound: “Forensics have identified
someone-of-interest in the brutal shot-
gun slaying of the model. Homicide . . ."
Sleep well, my dear. You're mine forevermore.
And here's the SWAT team, breaking down the door.
oOOo
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