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Narcissist does persist if only Karma did exist


Am sold can hear the dear old Dalai Lama

Want to believe that there could be Karma

Perhaps then there would be less Drama

Perhaps then things would be a lot Calmer

Rumpy pumpy Trumpy not US self Harmer

Spitting surreal vile funereal bile like a Llama

We agree mean Tangerine's a snake Charmer

Serial killer like Attila or even Jeffrey Dahmer

AI lie farmer and fake white knight in Armour

Sadly he’s no disarmer clear there's no Karma

Won't change tack bring back Barrack Obama

And just say no to gung ho woe Keir Starmer

Premium Member Mean Guys

Atilla was a Huney and Goliath too ~ when compared to you

Hitler was a madman, evil at his core ~ a creature to abhor

Empowering Iraq was Saddam Hussein ~ the tyrant was insane

Himmler was responsible for the Holocaust ~ lives of Jews were lost

Bin Laden's al-Qaeda attacked the Towers ~ vile  misuse of powers

Manson created a cult ~ celebrity murders were the result

Ted Bundy: serial killer filled with wrath ~ a charming psychopath 

Jack the Ripper murdered prostitutes ~ took their sex organs, not their boots

Jeffrey Dahmer was a cannibal ~ creepy like Lecter, Hannibal

Berkowitz, Son of Sam ~ used a .44 caliber... bam bam bam

Chucky took souls as a killer clown ~ no one is safe when he's around

Dahmer

my guest has arrived
I almost missed my dinner
how delicious he was 

ALesiach © 5/27/2016


Cereal Killers

The the real maniacs to dread
Are ones you don't think will kill you
Not the murderers in the news you once read
In the morning think about who's in view

Why do you fear a man like john Wayne Gacy
He's locked away and cannot harm you
A guy who should really make you worry
Is the kid who always Liked it, Little Mikey 

Don't think that you may get eaten by Jeffery Dahmer
There is no  need to worry
You need to think about getting eaten by Tony the Tiger
Don't think he won't hurt you just because he's furry

Don't get scared by the BTK Killer 
While eating breakfast there's an animal that you see
He may laugh but be afraid of Woody Woodpecker
He has a sharp beak and is as dangerous as can be

You shouldn't waste your time being scared of Ted Bundy
Just another with no one left to scare
When eating his charms there's a killer leprechaun who feels lucky
It's him that you really need to fear

The last is don't think about Charles Manson
He may be the worst
But in the morning when you hear a crunch be aware of the Cap'n
Of the dangerous morning mascots he ranks first

Unfair Fights

Barney vs. Godzilla
The Snuggles fabric softener bear vs. a Gremlin
The California Raisins vs. The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
The Care Bears vs. The Decepticons 
Casper the Friendly Ghost vs. Slimer
The Pillsbury Doughboy vs. The Stay Puft Marshmallow man 
Jeffrey Dahmer (when he was still alive) vs. Pac-Man (when he was still relevant)
Zach Galifianakis vs. Yosemite Sam
Arnold Schwarzenegger (2012) vs. Arnold Schwarzenegger (1969)
Kate Middleton vs. Uma Thurman with a samurai sword
Justin Bieber vs. a bowl of mash potatoes

The Face of a Murderer

The Face of a Murderer

By Elton Camp

“There is no art to find the mind’s construction
in the face.”  William Shakespeare

The Norway shooter isn’t what I’d expect to see
As he doesn’t look like a psychotic killer to me
John Wayne Gacy and Jeffrey Dahmer fit the role
As insane people who are completely out of control

But this fellow looks like a really quite nice boy
Whom to have your daughter meet you would enjoy
But incredibly he set off a massive bomb in the city
And then killed teenagers without the slightest pity

It illustrates that we are living in a dangerous time
A normal looking person may be a total ball of slime
What excuse can this person possibly have to give
Why, due to him, nearly 100 people no longer live


Soaring the Edge

There’s a hole in his head - 
acid flowing from it -
mouth hangs wide open - 
eyes glazed milk - 
I forget it’s dead - 
I have to remember it can’t breath again.

Why won’t this work? - 
Soaring the edge - 
I just want you to stay forever love slave - 
Stay love slave.

No pillow for his head - 
Lips purple blue dry - 
skin so cold - 
I forget it’s dead - 
I have to dismember - 
it can’t breath again.

Why won’t this work? - 
Soaring the edge - 
I just want you to stay forever love slave… 

Stay love slave.
Why won’t this work? - 
Soaring the edge - Soaring the edge - Soaring the edge - Soaring the edge.


**The lyrics are a kind of documentary from the first person perspective of the serial
killer, and cannibal Jeffrey Dahmer …a guy who tried to make love zombie companions out of
young men, by drilling holes in their heads and pouring various household chemicals in. He
kept finding himself disillusioned when they’d die instead of loving
him. It’s not meant to glorify, but to ponder just how far over the
edge it's possible to go… and he makes a rather decent example of
this.**

Hoppaloggagoppolusland Ii

Every year my town, Hoppaloggagayville hosts the Fall Festival of Sweet Transvestites.
It's a really fun time. Everyone comes to the Charlie Sheen Park to play games, eat
delicious food, see all the animals, and Have Gay Sex in the last of the transgendered
weather. My favorite booth is the one that serves fried **** on a stick!

This year, the Festival was extra special because there was a surprise guest; Dance Club
Massacre came to play on the Hoppaloggagayville Stage! It was the best concert ever. While
Dance Club Massacre played, We started a mosh pit while all the pussy jeffree star
wannabes sang along. All of the jeffree star wannabes got raped by Jeffrey Dahmer And we
continued to mosh. That was A great Festival!

Serial Killers

John Wayne Gacy dresses as a clown,
killing boys and putting them into the ground.
Ed Kemper had a bad temper
beheading his victims seemed simpler.

Ed Gein danced in the moonlight,
wearing pieces of women who didn't put up a fight.
Ted Bundy seeked sympathy,
then he killed and showed no mercy.

Jeffery Dahmer who was late,
finds boys for sex then ate.
Dennis Rader was a sick one,
torturing and killing til his work was done.

What makes them tick?
Is it genetics are they born sick?
Was it the parents and abuse?
No one knows how many are on the lose.

Body Parts

Need a fender?  A replacement hood?
J.D. Body Parts won't do you any good.
See, here you'll find ankles and feet in aisle 3.
Torsos on aisle end-caps, for all to see.
Heads and genitals in the refrigerated section
in the rear.  This week we have a special sale
if you need an ear.
Legs in the toy aisle, aisle 6, stacked neatly
next to the Legos and the pick up sticks.
If it's merely a scalp for which you do shop,
you can check out the backroom, where we
there chop.  Fingers in the snack aisle, aisle
number five.  And they're so fresh, you'd swear 
they're still live.
If you need some help to find a part, just ask
the manager, he'll fill your cart.
And you'll find he's quite a charmer.
Our store manager, Jefferey Dahmer!

Time Goes On

Time goes on, through pain and fear,
Hate growing with each tick of the clock;
War, assassins, terrorism, even death,
Nothing halts the passage of time.
WWI, WWII, Korea, Vietnam, the Gulf,
To name a few of the 20th-century wars.
Kennedy, King, Kennedy, Lennon--great men cut down
In a short space of time by assassins' bullets,
Others barely escaping with their lives.
The World Trade Center, Oklahoma City,
Too many terroristic attacks in foreign countries to count.
Mengele, Manson, Dahmer, Menendez;
Only some of the horrific killers of our time.
Colorado, Mississippi, Oregon, Tennessee,
So many children killing children in our schools,
The list of deaths endless, the reasons obscure.
Yet, through it all, time goes on.
Pausing for nothing, stopping for no one,
Time goes on.

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