Antidote

Antidote

A Chapter by Dean

Scared her for the last time you stupid mutt,

I shall take deep pleasure in watching you scream,

In hearing you plead for some mercy.

One last word of mercy, don’t scream or plead…

I’ll tighten the grip on your neck you dog.

You reek of stupidity and arrogance

A deadly combination in such high doses you possess.

I’d be careful you wretched tramp,

I’m the antidote to your idiocy.

 



© 2008 Dean


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