Sense Sonnet - Chiller

With a Smiley

I like to hunt for college men.
My travels take me near and far -
So many times and places when
I get to play my repertoire.
I select the target with care,
And wait until he is alone.
My gun is then enough to scare
Him into complying with my tone.
I take him to a water source.
Therein his young body does die,
Washing away all clues of course.
I draw a Smiley Face nearby.

And so young man, you're fair game too.
Smiley Face is looking for you.