Mrs. Hayes
Takes a fork
And stabs in her husband's neck

Rips his tounge
From his throat.
And slashes at his fatty jowls.

It's just a dream
A drunken dream
But it makes her feel better.

30 Years
Of wasted...

Mr. Hayes
Lives alone
With his maid and cook.
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"Get over here!
Get over here!
Christ! You're an idiot!"


30 Years
Of wasted life

My small comfort when I go.
When I go.
Is he'll be rotting in a home.
A breathing corpse.
Open casket Mr. Hayes.
When I go.


You...
..Gave...
..Me...
..NOTHING!!!

NO-O-O-O-O-O!!!