TWO fat hands, <br />two left feet, <br />your a looser with a gun. <br />YOU take this life with <br />your evil ways, then piss <br />it out for fun. <br />ITS cold and dark <br />in your cave, <br />still you find your way <br />around, <br />you take this life with <br />your evil ways, then piss <br />it out for fun. <br />THIS story ends with a <br />rabbit in a hat, and a <br />creaking of his cage, <br />his eyes are sharks, <br />his hands are sharp, <br />and his shadow kills the heat.<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/frustrated-times/
