That fat,greedy bastard
had everything i never had,
especiallya drop dead gorgeous
wife with whom i longed to have
so i killed him by stealing his wallet,
tying it to a stoneand dropping it
from a very great height,
on top of his big bulbous head,
after first luring him out
for a gourmet meal,
over the phone.
28 May 04
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good poem, but maybe you didn't need to tie the wallet to a rock.
(hinting that it was heavy itself from gold coins)
also, improve your typing. there are clerical errors.
your punctuation is atrocious. but apart from that, this is cool. makes me laugh.
This is just plain stupid.
Its like most things in life then my friend, especially comments that don't add up to a can o' beans
Pretty funny! I like the irony in his death. And the proposterousness (i think thats a word...) of the murder plan.
I like "close intercourse" too...thats neat the way did that
Oh, yummy good nasty fun! Stoneand is not a word, hmmm?
Neither is pebblebut there you go
Larry stoneface Lark
The feeling is there, but the poem is far from amazing.