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a dad who has a secret that lies in the basement..


Submitted:Aug 14, 2011    Reads: 21    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


#1 Tool

As I collect the blood It forms into the pool

The saw, the knife, but the scalpel my overall number one tool

Whites in the eyes is what I crave

Three victims on the table who better behave

For if they don't their tongues I'll take

If I was them I would not dare make that mistake

Without their tongues I could not hear them yell

Without their tongues the story of agony they wouldn't be able to tell

Damn it's eight o'clock, where did the time go

ran up stairs and made the kids get off Halo

It's bed time for the kids

Got to put them down

Tonight I tell them the princess who always forgets her crown

After the story I tuck them in and leave with a kiss

Goodnight my little prince and princess

Once the kids go down to sleep

I sneak to the basement trying not to make a peep

Finally I get to do my job

My profession is a thief and your life I'll rob

By Bobby J Evans





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