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Kaeru May 2014
Hello, good sir.
How dee do?
It sure is nice to meet ya.
I think that I'll have *** with you
and then I'll prob'ly eat ya.
Kaeru May 2014
If I took a gun to school
what would the people say?
Would they try to fight with me
or would they run away?

Would someone try to speak with me
and find out why I'm mad?
Or would they wait till I was dead
and then say I was bad?

Would someone there give me a hug
and tell me it's okay?
All I want is just one friend.
It needn't be this way.

If I took a gun to school
and shot a bunch of kids
would they blame my mom and dad
for something that I did?

I never thought it'd come to this
I'm not evil or cold.
I just can't stand the bullying.
It's constant, truth be told.

They push me down, they spit on me,
they tell me I'm a ***.
We'll see how much you're laughing
when you see what's in my bag.

I took a gun to school today
and now I'm on the news.
Please don't blame my family.
The blame, it lies with you.
Kaeru May 2014
If you like pina coladas
and doing drugs in the rain,
if you're not into Jesus
(cause you have half a brain),
if you like making love in public
or someplace quite unsafe,
we'll meet when I make parole
or I make an escape.
Kaeru May 2014
There was a time that I loved you
there was a time that I cried
there was a time that we parted
as we said our goodbyes.

There was a time for friendship
there was a time for peace
there was a time that I ruined it
by the hatred I preached.

There was a time for my guilt
there was a time for remorse
there was a time that you loved me
but you don't anymore.

It's now time for acceptance
It's now time to move on
It's now time to release you
and know that you're gone.
For Palworth Nuck.
Kaeru May 2014
Bella looked at Edward
and he looked back at her.
He clenched his fists,
he ground his teeth,
their writer is a ****.

Bella asks the creepy ****
why he was glarin then.
He tells her that
he wants her dead.
She smells like ******.

So she says “Well bite me then.”
And that's just what he does.
He bites her throat,
he rips it out,
and gets his chosen drug.

He take a drink,
he takes a gasp,
then he drinks more and more.
He looks up to the ceiling
and he gives a demon roar.

He leaves her carcass in the woods
which Jacob runs across.
He lifts his leg,
he wets her down
Cause Bella's no big loss.
Kaeru May 2014
All she does is nag, nag, nag
and it gets on your nerves
and so one night you tell her off
and that she don't deserve.

You tell her she can't cook or clean
or make a decent roast.
She says she thought you always liked
her scrambled eggs and toast.

You tell her that her toast is black
just like her smoker's teeth.
Her eggs are far too runny
and her coffee is too weak.

She tells you you can go to hell.
You tell her to drop dead.
You storm off in an angry huff,
a red fog in your head.

Then she's packing up a bag,
she's off to stay with mom.
Before she walks on out that door
she drops a major bomb.

She wants a D-I-V-O-R
C-E and that's a fact.
You tell her she can **** herself
cause you don't want her back.

Twenty minutes down the road
you're calling up her phone.
You're sorry you called her a *****
You don't want to be alone.

So she says she'll come on back,
she says she still loves you.
You tell her that you love her too,
but she still burns the food.
Kaeru May 2014
You're dedicated one fine day,
they sprinkleth your head.
Then growing up you're helped along
as by the church you're fed.
Then one day you are confirmed
to be a child of Christ.
You swear to serve your precious Lord
and give him your whole life.

Then you're grown, you've flown the coop.
You're off to seminary.
You find a gal, you settle down,
eventually you're married,
You raise some kids, you buy a house,
you build a pretty life.
But then one day it hits you hard
that you can't stand your wife.

And so you start to look around.
At first it's only staring.
And then one night you go too far
and bang your secretary.

So now your wife is mad at you,
and screaming for divorce,
and she don't give one little ****
about your great remorse.

And now it's done forever more.
She's put you through the ringer.
She got the kids, the car, the house,
that ring upon your finger.

You see you loved yourself too much
and didn't love the Lord
and now the price you'll have to pay
is more than you'll afford.
Wrote this during a Christian retreat. They made me rewrite it. This is the original, cynical and uncensored version.
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