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You Know I'm Sorry? Right? Then Fuck You
Robert Hawkins
Many the time when dusk upon me.
I look in my famished soul.
Consider, you animal, vegetable or total waste.
With carefull consideration.
I have to ask, do you own a gun?
You need to keep your gun clean.
So,,,do it clean your gun.
Remember the barrel should always be in your mouth.
Awww, come on do it.
No body on this planet likes you.
I sure as hell don't like you.
Think for a second,,would you like you?
Thought so,,with the barrel in your mouth.
Consider,,do you have a will?
Just leave everything to me.
Trust me you won't need coinage of the rhelm.
No need where your head is going.
I know your considering.
Should I do this?
Awww hey buddy, I'm your friend.
Wait one before you pull the trigger.
You did leave everything to me,,,Bobby?
Ohhh hey I'll be pulling the trigger.
Right after you,,yeah.
Your doing the right thing.
World doesn't like you.
I mean,,,,I mean nobody likes you and some say you smell bad.
That your a waste of humanity.
Go ahead show them what your brains are made off.
Listen dumb-shit,,I mean asshole,,,fuck,, you my buddy.
The whole world will be sorry. When your gone.
Just like me.
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bobby
Note; hey buddy,,you have the gun out yet?
Remember barrel in your mouth for cleaning.
Robert Hawkins has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Robert's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Robert's latest works: