For criminal acts and violence on the stage
For being a brat
Refusing to act your age
For all the decent citizens you've enraged
You can go to Hell
For gambling and drinking alcohol constantly
For making us doubt our parents authority
For choosing to be a living obscenity
You can go to Hell
You're something that never should have happened
You even make your Grandma sick
You'd poison a blind man's dog and steal his cane
You'd gift-wrap a leper
And mail him to your Aunt Jane
You'd even force-feed a diabetic a candy cane
You can go to Hell
You're something that never should have happened
You even make your Grandma sick
For criminal acts and violence on the stage
For being a brat
Refusing to act your age
For all the decent citizens you've enraged
You can go to Hell
4 comments:
ah yes, and this poem should be delivered in just the right fashion to produce spittle/venon to land on our cheeks.
2 thumbs (or maybe fingers) up
This post was quite appropriate for my mood this weekend. I agree, spittle and venom is just what the audience needs. Glad ya liked it Ted
DUDE! Why didn't ya call me! Dark mood, indeed.
Thanks. Yeah I wish we could have talked over the last couple of days. I did think about you Lovely Jacqueline, but why ruin your weekend?
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