Unto Others Poem by Robert Rorabeck
Unto Others
If you sneak into my house
With your fire-ax
And cut off my head
While I am sleeping on the couch,
I will have ten seconds
In which my eyes on the floor
Will direct my body
To the shot gun propped
In the corner,
Already loaded,
To do to you what you have
Already done.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
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4/26/2024 6:45:49 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a little morbid but a good tip...