- Published:October 9th, 2008
- Comments:3 Comments
- Category:Drunken Poetry
- Rating:
4.00/5, 2 votes
Loading ...“Images” by Tyrone Green
Dark and lonely on a summer night.
Kill my landlord. Kill my landlord.
Watchdog barking. Do he bite?
Kill my landlord. Kill my landlord.
Slip in his window. Break his neck.
Then his house I start to wreck.
Got no reason. What the heck?
Kill my landlord. Kill my landlord.
C-I-L-L my land lord.
3 Comments
Great post Zombie. 8 out of 10.
7.5
but i rounded up to 4/5