Author: kellyfisher1969 PM
One day my BFF, Carla, and I were joking around about how it would be funny to get a fake tombstone with Tom's name on it to give him a good scare. He was a real jerk. Anyway, we had a lot of fun with it. Then I decided to make a poem about it. It was written on 11/15/95.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor - Words: 135 - Published: 07-09-12 - id: 3040308
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So how did you feel
when you saw your fate
your tombstone above your bed?
There it read, engraved in stone,
your name and date of death.
Just one more day,
one day to live
all because I can.
To watch you squirm
and rock your world
get to the bitch inside the man.
Describe the fear, that helpless plea
for one more chance to live.
Beggin' for mercy, though unworthy
crying, please take someone else instead.
There you were
crumbled to your knees
consumed in righteous prayer.
A hypocrite that never prayed before
I deny your life be spared.
So now that you're dead, by my hands
do you regret any pain you've caused?
Probably not, but that's o.k.
'cause in the end Tom's dead and gone.