I Showered In Their Blood

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
A cute little poem on chopping your enemies' heads off and showering in their blood!

Submitted: April 15, 2013

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Submitted: April 15, 2013



Never once

Did I hesitate

About the thoughts I thought

For I knew they were in my mind

And all mine

And no one could hear them

Or take them from me


And as I thought these thoughts of mine

I came across a group of hyenas

I thought a thought that they looked like

A bunch of people I could get along with

And so I began to speak with them


I told them all the thoughts I had thought of

And my dreams and aspirations

I should’ve known that,

As hyenas,

All they would do would laugh at me.


O they laughed

And laughed

And laughed some more

They laughed so hard

I felt the ground shake.


I thought a thought

And then I thought another

That these hyenas don’t deserve my friendship.

And then I thought a thought

That they don’t deserve life

If all they’ll do is laugh and laugh

About the thoughts I think

And my dreams I dream


So I chopped off their heads,

And drained their blood

And hauled it off to my house

And then

I showered in their blood.

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