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Curt A Rivard Sr May 2013
I wish I were a Pharaoh, and you were my Queen
So we then can live in a pyramid together when we pass on.
When our bodies lie stretched out in sleep,
Upon the walls is sketched-
The last appointment our patient souls must keep.
Like mummies that have been wrapped ever so tight
I wish we would never be disturbed
Not even by a single ray or a beam of light
Plunder my tomb and you better be ready for a death fight
I am a mad man genius and my madness goes long into the night
I’d also be sure that the hieroglyphics’ would say
That we would be wrapped tightly together,
And all our worldly possessions be left behind to our children
For the only thing we would need in the afterlife is…
Each other.

(SirCARSr. 2001)
Curt A Rivard Sr May 2013
Revealing secrets to me from the lessons I have learned all along the way
I ask for wisdom, knowledge, and an answer to life’s many mysteries when I pray.
I harbor no animosity sad or happy and it’s true, but I am jealous of the dead
Remembering all their mortal faces they took with them forever now fill my head
Wishing and wanting to join them every day is one of the reason’s I am still alive
For without that single one insanely crazy desire there is no way I can strive
Gaining momentum this ball keeps rolling and rolling and faster and faster
Breaking barriers like never before it’s a good thing because I’m now full of laughter
Felling the greedy power now from the opposition at an all-time high
I Came out of the gutter but I’m going to the top I tell you all and that’s no lie
Seeing things happening before they do what is going on with me?
Picking up the pieces I’m building my life’s puzzle I can see it, it’s a key
De ’ja’ vu I’m always stuck in it and I hold the strength of the sixth sense
Speaking the same words before you can get them out, trust it’s no coincidence
Unlocking doors one by one and rewarded each time GOD this is so much fun
Someday I will look back on my life and be so proud at what I had done
(SirCARSr 5-20-13)
Curt A Rivard Sr May 2013
Stunned and she’s hanging by her tail
Delivering a treat to eat like a piece of mail
Winding up like a spring coiled up inside
Frozen with fright for she can’t hide
In the Garden of Eden that is where she lied
She can’t escape now because there is nowhere to hide
Snatching out my hand with the quickness
Only I can watch no one else can ever witness
If you could see you wouldn’t want to miss
Squeezing the living life out as if the dark reaper
All the sight to me is a given keeper
Once the last stretch is now near
Like closing the lid on your casket your time is now hear
Inside you are now trapped and with no escape
This is your final doom this is your fate
You can’t escape because it’s your death date.
(SirCARSr 5-17-13)
Curt A Rivard Sr May 2013
I see your left lobe

Grab the handle push it in

Your aspirated.

(SirCARSr. 5-7-13)
Curt A Rivard Sr May 2013
Speak Nothing

Wire up the tool
Shoot them into your dead gums
Twist and snip it flush.
(SirCARSr. 5-07-13)

See Nothing

Pull up the eye lid
Insert the tan eye cap quick
Medusa no more.
(SirCARSr. 5-07-13)

Hear Nothing

Sick blunt force trauma
Pack cotton inside the ears
To soak up the blood.
(SirCARSr. 5-07-13)
Curt A Rivard Sr May 2013
Yes, on your right toe

Is where the tag and string go

Cold from no blood flow.

(SirCARSr. 5-06-13)
Curt A Rivard Sr Apr 2013
Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls of all ages
Step right up; his dying time is now near
all his pain, all his screams, do you want to hear?
Welcome... I bid you welcome...
Welcome to my three ring ****** state of mind
inside my evil twisted thoughts you'll see I'm only a one of a kind.
There is no rush that is greater now than the shaking of a corpse's hand, telling them my name and there not getting off my table till I'm done after their hourglass had ran out of sand.
For all my life I was rocked to sleep in the cradle of a nightmare.
Tested and taunted all along the way I told you all before in my chest my heart does not stay to tell my works are original, better look for the linen paper at your funeral.
For I blended embalming fluid and powder in my dipping pens ink well and every morning I unscrew it's cap and take a deep smell, burning vapors now fill my eyes as they begin to weep rolling down my face you'll be able to tell like black magic voodoo I am under my own sick powerful spell.
Tearing your name out of the book of life I doused you with a bucket full of gasoline and told you to now run faster than the gingerbread man as I'm chasing you with a loaded flair gun. Now you’re the burned page and you can never be found.
It was a rainy night after when I put you under the sinking muddy ground so happy now that your gone my head no longer has to hurt with murdering voices in my skull that pound.
Watch me now as I show you all how it is really done
performing for you all a living embalming nightmare.
Turning up the pressure and setting the dials till a pressure pulsating flow
He can’t escape, my number one son has him tied up with strips from his prison sheet and now there shouting code blue over the intercom cause my arson freak is laughing, as he's making a mummy out of you.
Trapped in your cell he holds the key and now you have nowhere to go.
Watch me now pump his neck with liquid silver mercury
till it seeps out his eye sockets and he now no longer sees. Tickling your sponge like the Egyptians did I'm now breaking the bone and then packing your nose with cotton ***** soaked with super glue. How easy it was to do and how beautiful it felt wanting it to trickel out your ears.
Placing my nose close for the death smell it was there for I had smelt. Rigid rigor slowly setting in I can tell, thank you my old friend for the way you had felt.
Now I have to do a reverse fill because your body is holding no pressure, your veins did not swell, O' my God, it's not looking well.
Brain matters now pouring out your nostrils ever so fast and is streaking down your upper lip.
Why me I can see is on your face the answer is coming soon to you and to all your loved ones I will tell.
Shaking my hands clean and collecting it all in a jar, seven layers thick I love playing with all your skin slip :)
Feelings can’t compare, this is the best, now isn’t this fun?
The party isn’t over yet for I have only just begun.
He as a glock three eighty not only did he dress but he also shot it like an old lady. O' don't worry there's always another day for acting like a rat, how about an attack with a baseball bat?
  When I am done for you all today
I'll prove to you that I am bullet and shatter proof cause,
I’m then going to stuff that little ballerina inside it's very own special music box
Peeking and peering through the caskets keyhole
I can see he’s scratching and tearing at the coffins lid
Believing rumors that you have heard, come on for real, are you a kid?
Whispering to you a sweet death lullaby its ok you now can start to cry.
It’s too bad now I gave you a chance, you can beg, you can plead but I now must dip my pen and write this poem with your blood as your body now begins to bleed.
Tears won’t work no matter how hard you try
this is what you get for believing someone’s lie
Members of the audience I thank you all and you all are very welcome
look at him now just like then it was so funny looking inside and seeing no brain. look he's crying again like a baby full of trauma and getting ready to go insane trust I know, you all will never forget my name!
I must now wash away all the evidence and go fetch for you a first son for I am running madder than the craziest plague in the Bible.
You can use all the ****** lambs’ blood you can find to paint a cross over your doorway but that won't stop my sickness because I cannot stop now for this is too much fun.
Hey what can I say...
But I always do say...
Welcome to the show!

(SirCARSr 4-30-13)
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