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Poetry By: Samael Darko

Lil' Jimmy had a gun...

Submitted:Feb 24, 2014    Reads: 5    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Little Jimmy had a gun,

A 45 Magnum.

He got it down the street,

At the pawnshop of old McGee's.

Little Jimmy went to school,

Were he was treated like a fool.

He hates the writings on the walls,

He loves Lisa Dolls.

There were five of them,

And none of him,

He is left alone,

Eventually rabbits get cold.

He sits by the window everyday.

He thinks of Lisa in the May.

Her flowery hair and flora-voice,

So beautiful, so moist.

Mama dead, papa hates him,

And what it takes,

To make a death-wish.

Little Jimmy, Little Jimmy…

One day Lil'Jimmy came to school,

A steel Magnum in his hand…

He won't be treated like a fool.

No more. No more…

They looked at him with fright -

He's a madman at sight.

And from his lips they hear:

"A gun… is a key to respect".


Here goes one.


Here goes another.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The five are dead.

The five fall to the ground.

Lil' Jimmy's Magnum lips,

And machine-gun eyes,

Look up to the sky and say:

"Justice… is served".

Little Jimmy… Little Jimmy…


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