|
Menu
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
Twisted Mind
Contributed by
Balmain_Tiger
on
Wednesday, 1st July 2009 @ 06:51:02 AM in AEST
Topic:
psychoticpoems
|
No problems waiting for the splatter
If the lady jumps what does it matter
Move along move away
This is not the place to stay
What do we see but blood
Unless they drowned in a flood
But that’s no fun to watch them drown
Why not just hit them on the crown
Draw the blood for myself
And put their head on a shelf
A trophy for what I do
And for every head something new
Perhaps a gown to wear
Move along and don’t stare
I wear nothing under there
No panties or a bra
I always leave them in the car
And this attention you will give
Will ensure you won’t live
On my list your name appears
Now stop it and no more tears
Wednesday, 1 July 2009
13:51:46
Copyright ©
Balmain_Tiger
... [
2009-07-01 06:51:02] (Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment. That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
|