The Evil Chocolate Bunny

The Evil Chocolate Bunny

I have a favorite time of insanity
A holiday with no originality
The day of the chocolate bunny
Now that is a day that should be funny
A lot of people are gonna be mad at me
A nice little holiday about Christianity
I have no problem with the faith
But I do have a problem with the chocolate bunny scathe
One day in either March or April
Little kids get their bellies full
Chocolate bunnies lay golden eggs
Too bad that evil bunny wants to bite your legs
And chase your kids through the field each year
Because the little bastards tried to pull his ear
And stores create the bunny baskets
And all those toys that make that racket
Which you buy from them and hide
From the easter bunny who lives outside
I think this year is time for the evil bunny’s revenge
And this whole evil plan is going to make you cringe
The chocolate bunny will raise his army, really quick
From the Renew years crew to old saint nick
No more rabbits are going to die
Time to make all the children cry
Bunnys shall pass the swords
The arrows in the sky shall swarm
All of this on Easter morning
Mothers will grab their children and start the mourning
Bobby’s been hit in the chest
For the children there shall be no rest
The bunnies run in for the kill
To hold them down and keep them still
And chew off the ears of those bad kids
This is the last year you hunt the rabbits
No more chocolate bunnies for you
I will spit Hershey’s on your shoe
The children scream and pull
While the easter bunnies get their full
All the naughty kids will run
Its time for revenge isn’t it fun
The children will hide and know they have been beat
The bunnies have won their feat
Children will have to find a new holiday
That does not make the poor bunnies pay

Hell

Hell

I know of a place that is dark

A place of uneasiness right from the start

Cold callous and filled with ash

Dark souls meet their last

Red hot coals on burning feet

Rows of unpaved streets

Souls screaming in pain

This place is hard to name

Dark clouds fill an ash colored sky

Demons with tallons  as sharp as glass

You could run, but no one runs that fast

Starving people covered in sores

People in bandages standing by doors

A river of blood and death

No where to take a breath

Constant choking in the cloud of dust

There isnt a soul you can trust

There may be people you know

But no one can show you where to go

But along the streets there is an end

A fun place filled with friends

A place you can only watch

And in jealousy you can not touch

Black winged demons travel the roads

Chasing you laughing, because there is no where to go

There is nothing you can do

You have to live here forever too

You walk the road and get hit by a car

Your pain is constant, you know where you are

Help will not arrive

Death will not show, though you long inside

You have a thrist that can not be satisfied

Tears do not fall as you sit and cry

No water to drink

Only time for to suffer and think

You stop and wonder who I am, what was I

You cannot remember therefore you cry

But tear do come only pieces of glass

And you remember the hot coals on your ass

You get up and look around

And try to find a way out of this terrible town

But there is no way in and no way out

No hears as you scream and shout

You run the streets, in pain with each step

Your heart is filled with regret

Regret of what you do not know

Where are the loved ones, why don’t they show

The more time you spend, you will forget

And there is nothing you can do about it

Your hell is your own

There is lots of whining and hard moans

You feel as you have been there forever

But its barely been hardly ever

For there is not a time keeper in hell

You will be there forever still

So don’t run try to walk

Don’t open your mouth you cannot talk

You have only to suffer forever

And never feel the love of another

This place is a place I know well

This is a place that we will call hell

Dear Guy Who Raped Me

Dear Guy Who Raped me


Dear Guy who raped me
I remember the guy who tried to strangle me
He was the guy who hated me
I remember him pretty well
I know you are going to hell
I was young and innocent
you are old and persistant
I said no but you didn’t care
I screamed when you pushed your dick in there
Even though I cried
You didn’t care, you wanted inside
You were thirty two
I wasn’t old enough for you
I was only thirteen
But you wanted me to scream
I hate the air you breathe
It makes me puke to think of you inside of me
If ever we cross paths again
I will make sure you can never do it again
You stole what wasn’t yours to take
I hate you so much it makes me shake
Before you I had dreams
But now they are nightmares filled with screams
I will cut your throat and laugh at you
And make you gurgle in your blood, its true
I will stab you in the back
And the thing that makes me gag
I hate you, you are a sick fuck
You ruined my life you miserable fuck
I will cut off your dick and rape you with it
And see how you like it
You made me hate the world, and people too
If I had a gun I would shoot you
I will stick needles in your balls
No one will come when you scream through the walls
You know who you are
You took it one step to far
To choke me and hold me down
Like I was a hooker on the bad side of town
I will never be the same
All because you raped me
So now that I am grown, you better be scared
I will scalp you so beware
If you are alive
I will remedy that, and you will die
I don’t cry anymore
I don’t feel like a whore
I am a better woman now because of you
But don’t think that will stop me from killing you
I was a child
I suppose the thought of that makes you smile
Thirteen you sick asshole
Couldn’t you pay some one to suck your hole
You have made me hate people like you’
I want to harvest everything inside of you
If ever I find you,
You will take it up the ass in the bathroom
I am a woman, I will use a knife
No one will come to save your life
If ever you touch me again
It will be your last, so I dare you to try again
I will rape your dead body
And then you will know how it feels to be nobody
No one will find your body, or your remains
I will shoot air into your veins
And the very last thing to go will be your dick
Then I will fuck you in the ass with it
I hope you wake in the night in fear
Because you know that I am near
I didn’t call the cops, for a good reason
I wanted to bring you to your knees then
And stab you in the face
So I never have to look any place
And be in fear
that you could be near
So let this being a warning to you sick assholes
I will kill you all by the handfull
I hope your read this and cry
Because soon you will die
I may be a woman of scorn
But I will make you regret the day you were born
(PS) fuck you

Fun at a Funeral Home

Fun at the Funeral Home


Look around and be sad
For someone has died don’t be glad
Everyone all dressed in black
All because some guy got whacked
I am gonna show up to the funeral home
Talking loud and holding a big phone
And also during the Eulogy
I will open a beer and say “what its three”
I think the guy in the casket would understand
He is dead his body like the sand
I say we throw a party, and stop all the crying shit
He is dead so get over it
But its someone’s husband
You can fuck freely without him
But its someone’s father
Do what you want hes not there to bother
But he is someone’s friend
What the fuck, we all die in the end
Poke the body with a stick
Get one more look at, at his dick
Draw with marker, make him smile
No more worries, he’ll be buried in a while
Try to sleep with his wife
That’s to far she’s got a knife
Have a drink, or two or three
Then go home and get some sleep
Remember life is short, have fun
Fuck it all and load the gun
Dance around the flowers
As if they had special powers
Tell dirty jokes about the old stiff
Now there is nothing that he can do about it
Take his pillow and his sheet
He is not there, I need sleep
Crack a smile during the song
I bet he’s glad he moved on
Or not because he is dead
Look there is a fly on his head
Spend the money on a vacation
Or his widow to start dating
Throw him in the woods
Show all the animals his goods
It doesn’t matter if you laugh
He is dead like winter grass
So do flips and jump around
Life is too short to carry a frown
When loved ones are about to cry
Yell from behind the coffin SURPRISE!
They may not laugh at first
But soon the gas from his belly will burst
And you will get a restraining order
Against you for all the disorder
But when you are in jail
And no one comes to post your bail
At least you can tell your story
That may offend because of it being gory
But you will never forget, fun at a funeral home
Its ok to laugh you are not alone

Slit Your Wrists Day ( Valentines Day)

Chocolate, cards and slit your wrist day

February fourteenth is here….yeah
Better known as Slit Your Wrist Day
All of the stupid couples will go out
But not a lot of them will put out
Buy some chocolates and even a card
And fill it with something, someone else wrote, its not hard
And buy flowers for the pussy you are hoping to get
I on the other hand have wrists to slit
Valentines is not really a holiday
Just time for corporations to make some money
This holiday was created for the stupid
Who are awaiting an arrow from cupid
By out chocolate they cost the least
We don’t care if you are obese
Buy a dozen roses that cost 50 bucks
Hoping to get a holiday fuck
Why do what they want you to do?
Don’t be trendy do what you want to do
Spend the whole day naked eating some pie
At about ten o clock you will be ready to die
I’ll drink the water when you’re done
See isn’t this more fun
Valentines for your loved ones
I’ll show you one I’ve already done
February eighteenth you’ll be put in your grave
It will show you died on Valentine’s day
Next year everyone will either remember of forget
That your corpse is lying in a pit
On the remembrance day of your death
I will hunt down your loved ones until their last breath
Everyone after that will know
Valentines day id a day of death that you cant outgrow

Pain

Pain

I look at you, and all I see
Is pain deep down inside of me
My heart feels as if it was ripped out
All I want to do is scream and shout
It hurts to think of you
All I want is to be done with you
You look away, when I cry
I am still here I did not die
You ignore my calls, and ignore my texts
Your advice, "Get over it"
Get over it you say "I am through"
Well guess what I know what to do to you
I'll get my shovel and bury you
You will be gone before the next rain
Tell me my pain is not the same
As yours, well fuck you
I'll stick a knife in you
I would rip out your heart
but its not there only a hollowed part
A shadow of what used to be
Until the day you die, you will remember me
Ignore my pain
I will be the knife cutting your veins
Not on my new shirt mind you
I will wear something of yours, there is nothing you can do
Pain is important to me
It rate higher than love for me
Because love is empty and cruel
I knew that you would just sit there and drool
Love is for the week
From my cold heart I speak
Pain is all there is
All there ever was
There is no love here, you ruined that for me
Pain is my life, I must thank your for this
So fuck you, you get over it

Poor Old Ben

Poor Old Ben

Who are we talking about
Poor Old Ben who cant put in
He is so soft, and hairy
But his dick cant get hard its scary
He claims to love women
But can’t get the batter in the oven
Some one is coming but its not him
Because he is Poor Old Flacid Ben
Maybe he’s gay or has a small dick
But girls are gonna give up on him really quick
Show him some porn, but he runs away
I think its because he is Gay
There is nothing wrong with that you see
He has just been barking up the wrong tree
Maybe something medical is wrong
Or maybe its because he wears a thong
Poor Old Ben is never gonna get laid
Even if a hooker has been paid
So pity him if you will, but I do not
Because he is an asshole and is not hot
He thinks he lie to get his way
He should try with men another day
So can he masterbate
I guess it is time for the debate
Can flaccid Ben get it up
If there is no one around to fuck
I guess we may never no
If dick has the ability to grow
So when you see him, don’t laugh or stare
Because at least he doesn’t have come stains in his underwear
I suppose he would make a good punching bag
Or a man looking good in drag
For poor Old Ben
It may go up but it never goes in

How you are going to die

How I would Kill You

This is the story of how you will die
No more pleas or cries
I have made up my mind, so long ago
Slow shall be your death, so here we go
I have been following you life
And I have decided tonight is the night
Hug your kids say good bye to your wife
This is the end of your life
I must let you know,
Why I have chosen you so
You were chosen because of the life you have lead
And time is at hand for you to be dead
You are rude, greedy and have a despicable face
You have stolen and lied all over the place
I am doing my part
All of this I can see in your heart
You have squandered your gifts,
And hurt little children so now I am pissed
I am the Angel of death
I will smile down on you as you take your last breath
Society need not to worry about you, anymore
I saw what you did to that whore
Raped her and stole her money
You ran off finding it funny
Well now society will laugh at you
Because your death is upon you
You abused your kids, and hit your wife
And now you will pay for it with your life
For I am the Angel of Death, we all know to well
Your soul belongs in hell.
But you beg “what about my family”
Trust me once you are gone, they will be happy
They will be able to forget you
Right after they bury you
Your wife hides her laugh behind her veil
She can be at peace while you are in hell
Your children will spit on your grave
And abuse their own children someday
You have brought no joy to anyone, but your self
So look in the mirror and put your hand on the shelf
The Angel of Death comes to see you die
And carry you to where the demons lie
You have an epiphany but its too late
Your time has run out, you know the date
You could have done better, but too bad
You squandered the life that you had
A wife who thought she could handle it
Maybe If I pray I could change it
To make him a better man and father
But soon she knew, it was a bother
Because your children ran and told her what you did
You mother fucker, all that disgusting shit
I have a special place for you
In the ground while life rushes over you
You live no more
Your wife is not a whore, but a beautiful life
A life you tried wipe out with a knife
And she stood by you still
Until the children. Then she lost her will
I heard her praying one night
Please take him away and remove my fright
For I am scared for our lives
So I am the answer to her prayer, its you who dies
Kill yourself you miserable piece of shit
The world is better off without you in it.
You are dead,
They can bury you with a clear head.
No more wasting their time
Trying to turn you from crime
One act that went to far
And that is why you dead as you are
For I am the Angel of Death
I answered the prayer and took your last breath

I hate you

I hate you
I hate everything about you, its all lies
I hate your walk, your talk, your smiles
I hate your face, your hands, your teeth
Man my hate is strong, I hate it when you breathe
If you were to die
Not a single tear would flow from my eyes
I hate you, all of you, everything you stand for
I hate you, you stupid fucking whore.
I hate you so much it hurts to cry
It feels like razor blades coming out of my eyes
I hope you die, and no one grieves
I hope you are in desperation, and everyone leaves
I hope you get hit by a car, or a train
I hope your dumb ass drowns in the rain
I hate you, more than you will ever know
I hope you are always alone
Without a family to call your own
You are an ugly soul
Your heart is nothing but coal
I hope that you fall asleep at the wheel
When I hear the news of your death, I will squeal
I hope you get sick, and never get well.
I hope your soul languishes in hell
But hell would be to good for you
You should suffer a long time, fuck you
I relish the fact that I hate you so
My hate fuels my strength just so you know.
I hope at night you cry
Wishing that death comes by
But that would be too good for you
You must live long and not prosper too
But have nothing but poor luck
I hope you get to fuck
But only because they are desperate for
You, you dirty fucking whore.
I hope you get left out in the cold
And you scream in pain and can not be consoled
And whenever you decide to die
I promise to be at your funeral, but I will laugh not cry
I hope the county buries you
Because we both know, no one loves you
I must disclose this mystery face
I see it everyday in mirrors all over the place
The person that I hate the so much
Is the person I can see and I can touch
I see her in the mirror,
Her sad face, so inferior
That person is me, I hate myself
I take pills to hide myself
But what I say is true
So fuck you, self, fuck you

Deadly Dreams

Deadly Dreams

The dreams I have are not friendly
The dreams happen to be very deadly
Who drowns, do you want to know?
But there are so many ways to go
You can drown or be burned alive
For in all my dreams you die
I dont dream of sunshime or a summer rain
I dream of demons causing eternal pain
There was a dream where I was Death
I took all the poor souls last breath
My life is full of pain
My dreams happen to be the same
I can not pull the covers over my face
Hoping I will wake from this dreadful place
My dreams are of fear and death
Dreams that even you suffocate and gasp for breath
blood flowing long and slow
Dead bodies all about where do I go
In your dreams you can not run or hide
For you are trapped inside
Until you wake and scream
Oh my god it was just a dream
But what if you awoke to find the nightmare true
How could this happen to you.
You could have a great day, and have happy thoughts
But in your dreams you scream in terror lost
For fear of sleep
Is so sad that you weep
But your dreams are still there waiting
Because you have to sleep soon so stop debating
Once you finally close your eyes
Your nightmare begins and your soul dies
So take a pill and relax your mind
For your dreams will be of a horrid kind