Take the Dog Out to Eat

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Hate poems

Take the dog out to eat
You will pay for her suffering
I will kill you in your dreams
Waking up without a heart beat

This is not a game, everybody pays

We now laugh with sarcastic haze
Never ending eyes full of revenge
I will hang you upside down to drain
Pools of blood where I can pray

A rush of adrenaline
I advise you to consummate this
I tease death with your suffering
While I merry in your agony

This is not a game, everybody pays

Take me out to eat
Payback is a bitch
In the backyard where I played
Your head will be my soccer game

Take my hand, freedom ring
I will subtract your daily grim
Your reviler paying back his dues
His fate is doomed

This is not a game, everybody pays

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