Death of the Queen
By Phantomess
Our friend James had had enough
Of his partner Jessie and all her stuff
Getting hit on the head and belittled all day
He decided it was time to make his "friend" pay.
He took some rope to her and put on a gag
So never again would she bitch or she nag.
She woke up real quickly and opened her eyes
The fate she now realized quite a surprise!
Her hands cuffed behind her, James thought up a plan
So never again would she be the man.
He walked into a kitchen and stole a big knife
Then went back to her bedroom to cut off her life.
His gloved hand fell over her makeup filled face
And he found on her neck the best beheading place.
He noticed the tears streaming down her white cheek
As he traced her smooth neck, he started to speak:
"Jessie, you have been rotten to say the least,
All of my life, to me you've been the beast.
I'll very much enjoy having your head on a pole,
Even if I end up with jail and no parole."
As he poked in her skin, the blood started streaming
And through the gray duct tape Jessie was screaming.
The knife was real sharp, and it pierced her quite good
And James started laughing from right where he stood.
The pain she was feeling too bad to be wrote,
The knife slid smoothly right down to her throat.
James was impatient, and wanted her dead,
He chopped her neck quickly and tore off her head.
He would have enjoyed watching it go slow,
But his hatred of Jessie had not stopped to grow.
He took her outside and he got a big ax,
And chopped her in anger until he got lax.
He put the ax down and looked at the floor
Where Jessie's blood had dribbled out of the door.
He sat back and smiled, and gave a relieved breath,
His freedom had come from his old partner's death.
Oh yes, and by the way, I don't think this would really happen, well, I know it never would, I'm releasing anger in a constructive way. Constructive for me. You're free to flame me, which some of you already have XD and I find it funny as hell. So go ahead!
By Phantomess
Our friend James had had enough
Of his partner Jessie and all her stuff
Getting hit on the head and belittled all day
He decided it was time to make his "friend" pay.
He took some rope to her and put on a gag
So never again would she bitch or she nag.
She woke up real quickly and opened her eyes
The fate she now realized quite a surprise!
Her hands cuffed behind her, James thought up a plan
So never again would she be the man.
He walked into a kitchen and stole a big knife
Then went back to her bedroom to cut off her life.
His gloved hand fell over her makeup filled face
And he found on her neck the best beheading place.
He noticed the tears streaming down her white cheek
As he traced her smooth neck, he started to speak:
"Jessie, you have been rotten to say the least,
All of my life, to me you've been the beast.
I'll very much enjoy having your head on a pole,
Even if I end up with jail and no parole."
As he poked in her skin, the blood started streaming
And through the gray duct tape Jessie was screaming.
The knife was real sharp, and it pierced her quite good
And James started laughing from right where he stood.
The pain she was feeling too bad to be wrote,
The knife slid smoothly right down to her throat.
James was impatient, and wanted her dead,
He chopped her neck quickly and tore off her head.
He would have enjoyed watching it go slow,
But his hatred of Jessie had not stopped to grow.
He took her outside and he got a big ax,
And chopped her in anger until he got lax.
He put the ax down and looked at the floor
Where Jessie's blood had dribbled out of the door.
He sat back and smiled, and gave a relieved breath,
His freedom had come from his old partner's death.
Oh yes, and by the way, I don't think this would really happen, well, I know it never would, I'm releasing anger in a constructive way. Constructive for me. You're free to flame me, which some of you already have XD and I find it funny as hell. So go ahead!