Killing Zone Poem by Born Frustrated

Welcome..
to the killing zone
please..
try not to B! tch and moan

Take a ticket and step to the back of the line
if u havent noticed it smells like sweet fresh pine
we want u to be a peace
before we introduce you to the secret police

we finaly have this plan
to get the food to meet the dema'n
we just gotta get rid of the some of this worthless human race
so this world can begin to work at a faster pace..

we are courteous and kind
we dont care how you die
if you want we can slowly rot you mind
would you like a delicious snack?
before we have to take you out back

would you like it painless and quick
...like stabbed in the heart with a sharp stick
or would you like it painful and slow
...like trampled at a punk rock show