I'm adamantly sure that I can't take
anymore...
Before he feigns injury, I wonder:
What's
he existing for?
When he's on the ice, it makes me ill....
You KNOW I'd
do anything for his blood to
spill!!
I wonder, how's it
gonna be when he's long gone....
How's it gonna be
when his smirk's not there?
How's it gonna be, when
he's finally six-feet under-- rigamortis setting
in-- think anyone'd care?
How's it gonna be..... WHEN I KILL BARNABY?!
When he used to
laugh or make a pass, I'd wanna kick his puny a$$
A pest I can't ignore, like... the hornets and the
houseflies on my hotdog
Gotta swat 'em, SPREAD THEIR
GUTS ALL OVER THE WALL
Hey, now who're you
calling psycho?!!
I wonder, how's it gonna be when
he goes down?
How's it gonna be when his fans catch
word?
How's it gonna be when the bunnies all come
after me-- Am I to flee?
No, I don't care- I've gotta
kill Barnaby!!
And how's it gonna be, when he can't
taunt me anymoooooooore?
IMAGINE MY GLEE!!!
I
wanna plunge a knife down in his skin
Send Donkey
Boy to OBLIVION!!!
Gotta
find some way to do him in
Or I'll be spending my
days in a looney bin, A LOONEY BIN!!!!
Hooooow's it gonna be, when he's not provoking
anymooooore?
Hoooooow's it gonna be... When I
kill Barnaby?
Please note, this was done in Creative Writing class, and should therefore not be taken TOO seriously....
