Nick's Journal
2002-04-16 04:23:24 (UTC)

I Hope You Die

I hope you die. Yeppers.
I'm that guy,
who wants to see you die!
It doesn't matter to me how you go,
be it through the buttocks with a crossbow.
Run for mayor and get assassinated,
long as I'm rid of who I've hated.
I'll take you to dietrick and give you the "steak",
and laugh as it tears through your bowels like a rake.
Think this poem sucks?
So do I.
That's why it's ending here.