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Laser Guidance
Don't mind the little red dot
upon the back of my head.
It's God with a laser guided rifle
ready to shoot, bang. dead.
I'm a beast fit for slaughter
just an advanced sapien
allowed to prance upon His stage
until lights say "the end."
He gets off on dramatic irony
and he laughs himself to tears
hence my soaked raincoat
when the sky was clear.
When he pulls the trigger
I bet he won't be so smug
if I slap him while in Heaven
and piss on Hell from above.
Last edited by MariusBonaparte : 02-14-2006 at 01:58 AM.
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