Sunday, 21 February 2010

Not for the faint hearted.

No, you stupid fool,
I shall banish you beneath your wretched old cover,
I shall, beat and slap, until you call mother!,
I shall slap so hard, you feel the pain,
I shall beat you so hard, I'll use the cane
I shall cut open your wounds, yes I have done this before,
I shall, beat and beat, who cares, fuck the law.
I'll be a beater, I shall not care about your health,
I shall knock everything onto you, off the shelf
You shall lay lifeless, not a whisper in sight,
The rats are your company, they shall give you a bite,
I'll pass you everyday, you will rot infront of me,
Until, your mother, until she loves me.

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