This is what you get when you mess with them

June, 16, 1997

Nothing good, nothing too good.
You thought: "Strong enough, not that hard..."
You did see, right?
Kicked in the back, smashed in the face.
Hoo, too bad...
Did you stay on your feet, would you have given up?
I was curious to know your choice.
Not a single chance I thought.
Once more, you took my breath away.
You shouted them out, you bled them down.
You looked at me and said proudly :
"See you next time my dear!"
I couldn't help laughing.
I still can't help it.