The Bitter Ditty

After everything that happened
I still want to kiss you.
Kiss you with my fist
And never ever miss you.

After everything that happened
I still want to hold you.
Hold you in a holding pen
Until I've somehow sold you.

After everything that happened
I still want to do you.
As you have done unto me
I want to do unto you.

After everything that happened
I still want to lay you.
Lay you on a subway track
And let the subway flay you.

After everything that happened
I still want to bed you.
Bed you in a backyard plot
And cover-with-a-shed you.

After everything that happened
I still want to blow you.
Blow you up with TNT
'Cause that would really show you.

After everything that happened
I still want to bang you.
Bang you with a baseball bat
Then maybe I'd harrangue you.

After everything that happened
I still want to screw you.
Screw you with a screwdriver,
Put ninety screws into you.

After everything that happened
I still want to fuck you.
Fuck you over, fuck you up,
You fucking, fucking shmuck you.

in honor of T.H.H. and he knows why. Shmuck.
copyright 2000, Loretta Pontillo.

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