Psychedelic Killers

Psychedelic Killers

A Poem by Michael Stevens
"

Better heed this warning!

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If you're planning on a stroll through the park, don't,

you'll probably wind up face down--live any more, you won't.

There's a wild-a*s bunch known as the Psychedelic Killers,

who if they come across you, your life will soon auger

right into the dirt--they just had a fix, and really don't care

about the pathetic excuse that you call your life--beware,

they're strung out, looking for someone to bash in the head,

you better hurry up the party, cause soon you'll be dead!

You might expect the police to handle the trouble,

but take how much you'll be afraid, theirs goes double.

 

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A syringe full of evil is their drug of choice.

Listen real close, cause you might hear a voice.

You'd may want to rethink the whole park thing,

cause if they catch sight of you, it'll be your neck they wring!

 

 

 

 

© 2015 Michael Stevens


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I don't plan on strolling through any parks at night.

I don't even like to walk in my own neighborhood at night.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Michael Stevens

10 Years Ago

Undoubtedly smart, Marie!

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Michael Stevens
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I write for fun; I write comedy pieces and some dramatic stuff. I have no formal writing education, and I have a fear of being told I suck, and maybe I should give up on writing, and get a job makin.. more..