Oct 2013
I once killed a man.
Slew him with a joke
He laughed so hard that
He choked on his own spit
And drowned in the pooling salvia.
He died happily though,
And, in the end, isnβt that all that matters?
Slew him with a joke
He laughed so hard that
He choked on his own spit
And drowned in the pooling salvia.
He died happily though,
And, in the end, isnβt that all that matters?
