Psychedelic KillersA Poem by Michael StevensBetter heed this warning!![]() 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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1 Review Added on August 6, 2015 Last Updated on August 6, 2015 AuthorMichael StevensAboutI 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.. |


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