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Glass half Panda'd
Alright, as a preface to this poem, I'd like to mention that I wasn't being serious when I wrote this... (about 5 years back now)
Killing _________ (insert the name of someone you dislike! )
______ this,
and ______ that.
Can I please,
I beg of you,
kill ______ with a baseball bat?
I want to hit her,
Over the head,
Again and again,
Until she is dead.
Maybe then,
She'll be out of my life,
gone from the world,
- Should I use a knife?
Because she's so perfect
And because she's so right,
I would gouge her eyes out,
In the heat of a fight.
And who gives a damn,
If it's wrong or it's right,
I wanna kill _____,
I'll do it tonight!
Tripping her in the halls,
Laughing with glee,
And bustin' a cap,
Just like Bruce Lee!
She makes me,
feel like a dork,
I wish I could stab her,
in the face, with a spork!
Sneaking into her room,
With chainsaw and mask,
Can't wait to open,
This can of whoop-***!
Taking away,
What's left in a basket,
There's no way in hell,
They're having an open casket.
Killing _________ (insert the name of someone you dislike! )
______ this,
and ______ that.
Can I please,
I beg of you,
kill ______ with a baseball bat?
I want to hit her,
Over the head,
Again and again,
Until she is dead.
Maybe then,
She'll be out of my life,
gone from the world,
- Should I use a knife?
Because she's so perfect
And because she's so right,
I would gouge her eyes out,
In the heat of a fight.
And who gives a damn,
If it's wrong or it's right,
I wanna kill _____,
I'll do it tonight!
Tripping her in the halls,
Laughing with glee,
And bustin' a cap,
Just like Bruce Lee!
She makes me,
feel like a dork,
I wish I could stab her,
in the face, with a spork!
Sneaking into her room,
With chainsaw and mask,
Can't wait to open,
This can of whoop-***!
Taking away,
What's left in a basket,
There's no way in hell,
They're having an open casket.