This life may be crazy but it's one that I live
With fried ends of family that tear up my shit
With heavy heart pounding for girls that walk by
But why do I live it , why don't I die?
Why oh why oh why I ask thee
That my fist is in you and comes out bloody
A smack to the face should answer that now
For honestly I find you bloody right now

That knife in my hand that I found in your leg
I use to cut bread and spread it today
I still remember the day that it was found
All bloody and pretty while you laid on the ground
Your face was pale and I checked you for ticks
When you didn't respond I whipped out my dick
Just one rub two rub three rub four
There's a surprise on your face and I'm sure you want more

Those marks on your chest poured a pretty red fluid
I gave it a lick, delicious, I knew it
I tongued that whole hole and slathered it up
Saliva and fluids and that kind of stuff
I even went on to jar up the rest
I took it home and put it to test
From it a broth that tasted so sweet
I made it for you and served in your feet

And what of your face that took on my love
I protected it from below and above
I lotion and wash and dry it biweekly
The rest of the time I enjoy it quite frankly
Your now red lips always taste sweet
Cause I put on some gloss golly how neat
You've kissed me everywhere from head to toe
But your favorite spot has been the below

By the way, You had some strong string tied round your neck
You silly fool you don't use it like that
I took that as well for I wanted to tether
Your leg to my car, I don't drag in this weather
The rain was pouring on that fateful day
That I believe I met my soul mate
Yes I'm talking to you who hang on my wall
With the same strong string from when I found you in awe



I find this fun because of the retardedness I've used to write it. I think it needs more stanzas though. Don't judge me I'd never do this to another person's body.