The night before Deathmas

bullshiting around. friends was having a jashanist party. don't ask. we are indulging our narutardedness

twaz the night before deathmas and all through the village,

 not a creature was safe from the great pillage. 
they wanted to be anywhere but there. 
for their lives they wished jashin would not care. 

The corpses were cold and covered with sod
many are convinced there is no god. 
Me in my bleeding and my mom in her death
sat down to smoke our evening meth. 

When out on the battlefiled there arose such a clatter
I should shoot myself. for what does it matter? 
It happend so quick. all in a flash
mother was tied up with a strong metal sash. 

Her end was not sweet nor quick
her skin with blood was slick
Then with a bounding wack
i now lay dead on my back 

As I let out my last breath all I can ask is why
Merry deathmas to all and your all gonna die.

Author's Note

hurr

Reviews

[Irahbrown]

r u serious?

[H-Jonesy]

:hurr:
damn doesnt work here..

Anywho, i did some digging, and Jashinism-dont think thats spelled right. its a real religion, dun know if you know. Yep. Weird aint it?