Fight to the Death

I'll wrench and writhe until I cease

tussle with muscle, snap at teeth

steel against steel, blade against blade

worthless infusion of these mind games

kick up dirt, sand into eyes

toss around insults crippled with lies

the blimp, bloated bastard, whom I fought

needs a lesson in fury, of all I've taught

the more the merrier, in the mall

gun in my satchel, I'll bury them all.

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