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Dear Mom
I know at times I pissed you off
I was a b***h, you knew
You never did deserve that lamp
Ya know, the one I threw
You never should’ve got that slap
The one the split your lip
But I’ll admit you got me good
When you told the police I ‘slipped’
You were really very clever
When the men in blue rang the bell
And as I went to talk to them
Down the stairs I fell
They asked a bunch of questions
They speculated lots
You lied so smooth
When you told them
I fell because I was wearing socks
You think I didn’t see the string
You really think I’m dense?
If I were you I wouldn’t sleep
That is, if you had sense
I got you good I really did
When you woke up to see
Your pretty hair
At least it was
Then a blinding shade of green
You got me back, of course you did
You tricked me good you witch
You poured a powder in my clothes
It gave an awful itch
I scratched myself raw
Nearly skinned myself
You tricky evil hag
If it wasn’t illegal
Not that it would stop me
I’d light you
With an oily rag
Of course I’m joking
A hearty laugh
It shakes me to my soul
At least it would
You rotten b***h
If the principal, you hadn’t told
That girl was itching for it
And I know you she was
She hit me, clawed me, spit on me
Funny what anger does
I hit her hard
She hit me back
We matched each other’s blows
I got so pissed
I swear I did
I grinned as I snapped her nose
The crimson spurted from her face
A look of shock was there
I was still mad, I leaned down close
And yanked her by her hair
She bellowed out and clawed my hands
Desperate for release
I laughed out loud and snapped her knee
She screamed for the police
“You stupid little c**t.”
I hissed into her ear
I dragged her to the staircase
“Have loads of fun my dear.”
I let her go and watched with glee as her body hit the floor
I was so mad with happiness
I forgot to watch the door
You stepped right through
And saw her mangled
Body broken good
You then looked up
Our eyes did lock
You froze me where I stood
I should’ve killed you then
You hag
I should’ve snapped your neck
Instead I ran
I ran so fast
I should’ve ran for track
And now I’m rotting in this cell
I hope you do come to
I’ll wait my time
I’ll smile with glee
As I wait here for you
Sincerely,
Your Loving Daughter
- Title: Dear Mommy
- Artist: Yukitani
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- Date: 06/04/2009
- Tags: dark humor weird
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