Vendetta

A Poem by Goodman Prick

Laugh on...

I'll bend you over and put a bullet through your crapper, Satan. Throw you up the atmosphere to watch you burn down, then choke your wife on the ashes. And love her the way you did me. And your daughters... And I'll impregnate them and put whatever comes out in the blender and make them drink it. LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO ME!! LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO HER!! TO MY PARENTS' TRUST!!! STILL LAUGHING?!! I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!!