to hell

to hell

A Poem by Rob Funk

God I hate these bills,

I may as well eat these pills,

They tell me that it kills,

I may as well grab this rope,

For no longer can I hope,

Perhaps this ether they use for starting,

Will help me in departing,

This barrel tastes like oil,

Surely that's unpleasant,

Loyal to the end,

My soul,

To hell they shall send.

© 2013 Rob Funk


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What I like about your writes is that you tell it like it is . Another great one here...:)

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Rob Funk
Rob Funk

United States, PA



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A Poem by Rob Funk