Nostril.

May 23, 2011 04:21


This nosy little pussy
Unwittingly plots his own demise
Deciding to come snooping around
Looking for a rise
Trying to pass the blame
For what you ain’t got
If you recall my name
You’ll remember why you forgot
I drew the line
Saying second was enough
But you keep pushing
Trying to play tough
But listen clearly
This one you’ve never heard
Make reservation to the hospital
Because I rely on one word
Overstep
Rest assured I’ll stand still
Because what’s respect
When you wanna kill?
The quiet one
Is who you should look out for
Waiting at six in the morning
For you to walk out your door
Jack from the bean stalk
Is going to have one hell of a landing
Six months eating through a straw, unable to talk
Do we have a mutual understanding?

poetic suicide

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