Pistol-Whip!



Someone spiked the punch
and I'm blood drunk
Pass me the pipe bomb full of junk
and I'll hit the skunk

Yes!
I ruined your party, my dear...
but have no fear.
 I just made 30 pills disappear
Soon enough,
 I'll be just another suicide to hide
to sweep under the rug

Yes, ma'am
I am such a terrible man...
but only as long as I live
will there be
such a plentiful payload
of perverse p*rn*gr*phy
to seduce you, induce you
to pretty pretty please
but unfortunately for You
there's f*ck*ng millions and millions of Me

I blame the police, see?
Authority breeds us
all death-defying
disturbing the peace
discord derived by abusive means
power junkies
juiced up on 9 millimeter amphetamines

 I'm already hand-cuffed, you f*ck
So, why don't you just taser me?
You're so pathetic and cowardly
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Submitted on October 15, 2013

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Scheme XAAA XBBBXXX XXXCXXDEDC CXXXFEF ACC
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 752
Words 140
Stanzas 5
Stanza Lengths 4, 7, 10, 7, 3

Wesley Morin

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