Just The Way It Works Out

by xX Toxic Cure Xx   Jun 30, 2004


I win, you lose I said with a grin.
All that was left of you was some silly hair pin.
You shouldn't have done what you did my friend.
A card from hell will you please send?
I stood at the top of the well gleaming with pride.
I'll just tell everyone you leaned over too far and fell inside.
I tried to grab you, but I couldn't in time.
So sorry about this I say and pick up a penny green as a lime.
I wish for....you to burn in Hell I say and toss it in.
I walk back to my car, and drive away, with that same glorious grin.

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