SWITCH : A POEM

im a sick fuck
i like to hurt girls
some i know love it
even more then  pearls

some like the knife
wanting to bleed
death turns them on
and cry for the deed

others the gun
a bullet will do
right in the ass
after one they want two

then some  love fire
please cook me they beg
others love to be soup
or boiled like an egg

some love to be drown
cause the bath tub is fun
bend them over and fuck them
till the water is run

other still beg to be impaled
til there breathing has failed
they scream this is what i like
as i drive up the spike

no matter the method
be it poison or glass
they often lose there bowels
and poop out  there ass

i always love it
real horny fun
there such good sports
my cock is there sun

and then one day
one came to me
and said hey honey
would you drink poison tea

i thought for a while
it wasn't my thing
but for you my love hmmmm
when it goes down will it sting?

oh yeah it will hurt
you'll cringe and you'll die
then my pussy will squirt
and i ll bite off your thigh

well i love you for sure
a small price to pay
i would do it for  ass
or even for a lay

she said i love it
i like the knife and gun
hurting you like that
will be lots a fun

then she said, a problem i have
i need pain to
have you ever played the game
hurt me and hurt you

what a great idea
i can hit you in the head
and before you fall
you can shoot me with lead

o my god its horny
i can fuck you in bed
wont it be sexy
we will soon be dead

well hold on a minute
i want to lick your ass
kiss you all over
before i pass

oh that sounds good
ill swallow your dick
you can cut me open
fuck me with a stick

i ll poke you with holes
and make a big mess
hurt you real bad
and relieve my stress

please use a drill
i ll bleed like a sieve
ow what a thrill
im sure i wont live

lets get in the bath tub
all naked and stripped
and hurty each other
i love that your ripped

we cut and we shot
and beat each other to death
each other we  loved
til our last fuckin breath :)
 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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