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'Killer' Flu
I am a Catholic woman, says the lady in the hall
You can't keep me here, they're looking for me now
I can't walk by myself, you say I'm going to fall
My son is going to find me, I know he will somhow
For over three more hours, Killer hears her rant
How can they listen to her, Killer knows he can't
It takes a bit of silence... Something's not as before
They find her bed on top of her... her lips kissing the floor
The guy next-door is screaming, "I want my jacket on"
Killer holds the jacket up, the man's eyes go bright
He can help this guy's obsession
He ties the arms around his neck, really nice and tight
Chasing down Tylenol, must be pretty hard
Her med-cart sits clean and empty in the hall
Killer finds her sleeping... in bland disregard
She's at the bottom of the stairs now... oops, she must have had a fall
Killer's beeping-drip-pump-buddy, torments his sleep all day
The meds are really helping, when they can get through
But because of kinks and empties, they often go astray
They both go in the bathroom, one comes out... you know who
Killer says: " I was asleep... I pledge"
Maintainance guy says: "He's out there on the ledge!"
In opening the window, slowly holding on to breath
He knocks poor fucking "Beepy" to his goddam death
Classic music fills Killer's head, he resists a wider grin
If they had only known how, they could have pulled poor 'Beeby' in
The floor is kinda quiet now, things have calmed right down
Killer gets up and steals a walker, takes a couple of turns around
He passes by 'Shaky Sarah' , Gives her a pat upon the brow
He kicks 'Behemoth Betty'... Fat Fucking Cow
By the time her scream has echoed, Killer's back to bed
If he had known how loud she was, He would have made sure she was dead
Killer puts it down to being sick, yeah, this fucking flu
Thinking that when I'm better, I'll come back for you
Tomorrow is his release-date, he's gettin' outta here!
He woulda took some doctors out, but they never got too near
Yeah, they came and went, didn't really stay
Killer had no reason, to make them go away
The dawn tomorrow, will be the first, Killer's seen in awhile
He's gonna stay up all day, probably do it up in style
He's all excited to get back home, and once again... Have things his way!
Critiques
Seren
16 years 7 months ago
Dearest Gee
lyz
16 years 7 months ago
Hi Gee and Killer
hardcorechick28
16 years 7 months ago
another fine moment for killer.....
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