WICKED
I farted in the elevator
Her towel fell. “Oops.” She smiled.
Innocent children murdered by evil loser.
They never know, but I do.
Opened cabinet door – fake mouse – SCREAM!
Wicked is good, but slightly bitter.
“One bite won’t hurt.” “Well … Ok ….”
Concert ends. Life ends. Humanity ends!
Forgot to pay his wife’s ransom.
His new car–sugar in tank.
He bled out silently… I laughed
‘Wicked’ just a word , defined her.
She’s still alive. I messed up.
“Mum, new trainers! You’re well wicked.”
We put pepper in his pants.
False rumor. She was shunned forever.
Toes curl up… death by house.
Nasty, harsh, wicked- I love it!
She showed him what was mine.
Hmm, could be yours; probably not.
Substituted salt for sugar. Revenge accomplished
Scathing innuendos never really hurt anyone.
He slipped something into her drink.
He lied to start the war.
Green eyes burned with a fire.
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