'D.N.A. a Gift from a killer' 2/19/09
a Plan for a killer to watch me bring brand new things
for out of the trash with his D.N.A.
train to kill but, who give you the plans
who will pay and how much...
i couldn't think that far, into the mind of a killer
it could play in the minds of the jury
but you just don't seem that smart...
they just wonder were the money came from
to get, that great lawyer...
will someone guess that was the plan
who in there right mind, could pass up brand new things and cloths
not me, I'm not rich...
i know someone in your family will become a famous singer
or the greatest actor or actress...
and your life will be the sweeter because of your DNA...
may YOUR plan fail...
or maybe the cops will not even push the fact that your DNA
is even in my house.
why its just happen to be your bad luck
and the bad luck that the no longer living is fingering you
and the plan in this POEM~
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