Not Nearly As Well As Your Mother Does, Honey

[funeralgrade]

They pulled up next to him
In a big Ford pickup.
A clean cut cowboy stuck out his head
"Hey, man roll down your window,"
he heard them say,
muffled by the glass between them.
"Hey, man you got a flat tire!"
Nothing bad, the anxiety cleared.
"I'll bet you suck dick for a living, faggot!"
Cowboy looked back to his buddies
they all had a good laugh
at this young boy's expense.
After high fives and raucaus laughter
they turned and looked back at him.
Barrel of the gun, point and cocked
They stopped laughing
BANG BANG BANG
The gunshots filled the midnight air
and the smoke unfurled from the barrel.
Blood splattered all over the inside
of that oversized phallic compensation.
He drove away.
No one saw a thing.
The cops chalked it up the increasing violence
in that section of the town.
Case closed