I love conversations midway
Reasons you might be a serial killer
-all your lampshades are made from human skin
-all 3 of your chainsaws are always fully fuelled
-your wallpapers is hundreds of pictures of a rocking horse ridden by a gorilla
-you live in the basement of the asylum with all your ex therapists
Not to do with the poem but could zombies smile
Normally I would bait your breath
was craving some razor clams
eat them sitting in the elm tree
at the end of nightmare street
Misses V
Never played hockey but plenty of masks
Hand me a ball
Don’t give me no lectures
Shut it you shoop
Working to play
Slicing J ack with an axe shines amazingly
Mire mire as I take the mic
Hello from between
-you consider attempted murder is a fail
-your closets are made from skeletons
I mean how terrifying would that be a smiling zombie
-you can’t get your frozen peas in the fridge for heads
-your living room has meat hooks hanging from the ceiling
Who’s the creep in the jeep
Screamed at the ghost as it faced me
-Chuck me that doll let us be good friends
Without the why where would the s and k be
Spring may heal but who gives a jack
-your pets are buried in layers
-all your poetry starts with the word kill
-saw John he said to shut your trap
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