KILLING MR. JACK O. LANTERN

Listen Mr. "Orange Is Pretty."...

Halloween Is Pretty Shitty;

That Is If You Were Born A Pumpkin...

Picked Up By A Country Bumpkin...

Sliced And Diced Until You Smiled...

I Was Kidnapped, Raped, Defiled!

I Was Emptied Of All I Was...

My Empty Shell Still Smiled Because

That Was How They Left My Corpse...

Trick Or Treaters Doing Time Warps

Danced About Me Eating Candy...

But Bastard Bumpkin Boy Had Planned He

Would Do More Than Disembowel...

You Know That Boy Was Truly Fowl

When He Fucked Me Glassy-Eyed...

Lubed With What Was Once My Insides...

Taking More Than Just My Life...

He Took Me: His Unwilling Wife...

And Finished What He Bloody Started...

Picked Me Up - The Broken Hearted

Pumpkin King Now Empty Shell...

Kissed Me, Then Said "Go To Hell"...

Kicked My Face Out Into Nothing...

Now I'm Just A Ghost Of Something

Orange With Hatred For The White Trash

Boys Who Mutilate Carve And Smash

My Family Up Against Cold Walls...

I'll One Day Cut Off All Their Balls

For What They've Done To All The Others...

My Poor Pumpkin Sisters/Brothers...

But Nothing Said Will End My Sadness...

Till Those That Started This Cold Madness

Pay For What They Did In Kind...

When Mothers Waking Up Will Find

That Their Fat Children Could Not Handle

Their Guts Ripped Out And Filled With Candles

Burning And Their Faces Gashed...

Smiling Like The Pumpkin Smashed...

That Returned The Favor: Slice And Scream...

On The Vengeful Night Of Halloween.

© NOVEMBER 9, 1999 By Jason Wright