Karma's Revenge
Walking down an alley with a short skirt and low self esteem,
Never knowing what strange perve she will soon meet,
Winter is vicious and it's so cold out tonight,
If only some kind of shelter she can find,
She comes across a barrel burning surrounded by a crowd,
But when she tries to approach is only men gathered around,
She say's "Hi Karma is my name",
But noone says a thing
Sharing a bottle between the four,
Noone is really speaking a word,
Hands over the fire all trying to stay warm,
Exhausted, she curls on up and falls asleep,
Hours pass or so it seems,
She wakes up in pain and starts to scream,
All four men just taking turns,
Cuts from the bottle, the wounds they burn
To weak to fight, She Just prays,
Eventually they all go away,
She finds herself in the hospital,
Feeling ashamed and pitiful,
Detectives there to interrogate,
But she claims she don't remember a thing,
As she's left alone in the hospital bed,
She steals the drugs and a couple needles,
A few hours later the hospital released her,
She puts on a devilish disguise,
Approached the men asking "wanna get high"
Of course the junkies all say "Yeah!!",
So she passes around the poison filled seringe,
As one by one they all drop dead,
Suddenly she's happy and can breathe once again,
Knowing it's over and that's Karma's revenge!
Copyright © Britney Brooker | Year Posted 2014
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