Smashing the bottle on my head
Gives mother even more dread
How could she marry such evil man
Especially with a name like Dan
"Stop, Stop," She screams at the top of her lungs
But after she said it she bit her tongue
As he throws her into the front door
Wanting to **** that, *****
Though I've never tasted another's blood before
I think tonight will have an encore
As I beat my dad to death
Running to the kitchen goes dear old Beth
With a knife in my hand
And my feet in the sand
I rip open his insides
To replace my frown, besides
Spilling all over the floor
The guts fill the room
Squeezing through the door.
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 12:41 PM UTC
Smashing the bottle on my head
Gives mother even more dread
How could she marry such evil man
Especially with a name like Dan
"Stop, Stop," She screams at the top of her lungs
But after she said it she bit her tongue
As he throws her into the front door
Wanting to **** that, *****
Though I've never tasted another's blood before
I think tonight will have an encore
As I beat my dad to death
Running to the kitchen goes dear old Beth
With a knife in my hand
And my feet in the sand
I rip open his insides
To replace my frown, besides
Spilling all over the floor
The guts fill the room
Squeezing through the door.
I hate that I don't know how to make stuff look better. Please give me suggestions. Idk how to fix this ****
