Below disappointment,
underneath a belly of fear,
he cries for a moment-
bitter, anguished and tormented. This be the plight of a young'in.
"Why?", he asks in despair.
Answers drift motionlessly away. Gag, blurp, cough.
Distress awakens plainly and death pulls listlessly.
choke him till the blood rushed from his head!
shake his stomach clean out!
he deserves the death he has coming!
slit his throat,
cut his balls off!
skin the bastard!
...and they did just all those terrible incomprehensible juxtapositions to the body.
hung the man from a willow tree, tormented the haggard fellow.
Started with a slash to the spine, painful, paralyzing but not fatal.
The worse came after.
choke him till the blood rushed from his head!
shake his stomach clean out!
he deserves the death he has coming!
slit his throat,
cut his balls off!
skin the bastard!
...and they did just all those terrible incomprehensible juxtapositions to the body.
hung the man from a willow tree, tormented the haggard fellow.
Started with a slash to the spine, painful, paralyzing but not fatal.
The worse came after.
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