Uhbout Murder

I grabbed him and threw him over a rail. He died.

He came back to life like zombies do. Even zombies shit. Ever smell a zombie poo?

Anyway. He came for revenge. He threw at me machetes

I said, you ain’t ready. And I attacked him with a flamethrower.

Before he died I put a picture to his face, “Do you know her?!”

Yes. That’s me.

I put a hand in the air, Taxi!



I blast you with two nines
Get your spine struck and your heart tipped
3 bullets rip the curtains behind you
I pull out a third nine
And walk around the house
Reciting absurd rhymes
As I chase your wife around
I pop the cannon at her legs
And make her dance in place
One bullet clips her toe and she goes
I tell her I’m about to let her go
Just give me a kiss
She did …

And I left!