Alright this is who the fuck you are
Your a mother Fucker that's down with the clown,
running with a hatchet all around town.
Hopping someone will see the little running man,
and come up to you and stand.
your as dark as the dark carnival,
wantin nothing more then to be Rappin'with clowns around ya.
I can't rhyme but you can,
that's why you like the running hatchet man.
Paint on your face,
like you know your place.
you like red blood,
just like that red running hatchet stud.
moshing with other juggalos,
looking at the fine hoes.
You have deep thoughts of murder,
but you'd never hurt her.
and that’s my poem,
so click the fuck off so I can use the phone.
Author notes
Written July 18th, 2005
A contest entry
- Another stale contest Idea by Sapo the Slasher.
300 points, ended July 27, 2005, 1 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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this is so angry, so full of hatred.... wow. i love it.
xxxx
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Excellent
Great poem. A little vulgarity, but there is nothing wrong with that. It came out strong, it just clicked into place. The whole poem is awesome. I hope that you will continue writing and have a wonderful day! -
I love it.
Tell it like it is and keep telling it. Good luck with your writing and with your life too.
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This was dope, and it looks like your tha only person in this contest, and it's been up for a while. Good luck in my contest. Much love.
-Tha Magik Ninja
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