As my heart explodes with hate
I can no longer halt, no longer abate
This unremitting desire
To tie you up and throw you on a fire
Your eyes, your voice, your soul divide
Could eventually lead me to suicide
I hate you more than Rednecks hate blacks
I just wish you would swallow some tacks
This anger fills me to the top
Will this shaking ever stop?
If I owned even a half of an acre
The last thing you’d see is this bullet leave this chamber
But I don’t and woe betide
I am not fit for populicide