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'Ss(Cereal) Killer'
I was born...
to be a killer…
Word up,
for as long as I can recall
I was set up for a fall...
Into the depths
of notoriety
because you see…
I was just ‘bout as nefarious as I was serious
Intent on bringing discontent to this lament
No sugar coating it...
I really popped.that Sugared Pops
Next with a taste for more,
I did in that fricking family of Fruit Loops
As they went for the door...
following their dismise
I went straight out loco,
and snuffed out the kookie Coco Puffs...
that bastard poor ole Wheaties died
when he tried to finagle a piece treaty,
but the sweetie got dealt with real swift,
I was so quick…
with spooned stick, across the head
I cracked Apple Jacks,
and ‘cause he started talking smack…
worked him over thoroughly, like I did Sugar Smacks
when he tried to wrap his head around the insanity...
But no one can ever see nor understand
what turned an ordinary man like me...
Into a Cereal Killer…
I believe it started with my moms,
like a crack dealer, she got me hooked…
The Captain of my ‘tasteship’
crunched loudly inside my brain
the taste I never shook, oh damn it somehow
I thought even then, these urges I had to restrain...
Retrain the direction of thoughts
of satisfaction wandering so wantonly
how will I ever again cope without that sweet ecstasy?
you see, the quandary always bothered me…
Alas, it’s no sense in fighting the feeling
whenever I get the urge I start to reeling...
And then before I get my feelings reeled in
I commence to indoctrinate the munch mantra
and it begins anew...
Again, when the twitches leave me with the itches
to assuage my cravings from any available dealer,
Then my friends, then...
That's when with a bowl and spoon
a splash of milk dropped in,
I become once more, the Cereal Killer! lmao
to be a killer…
Word up,
for as long as I can recall
I was set up for a fall...
Into the depths
of notoriety
because you see…
I was just ‘bout as nefarious as I was serious
Intent on bringing discontent to this lament
No sugar coating it...
I really popped.that Sugared Pops
Next with a taste for more,
I did in that fricking family of Fruit Loops
As they went for the door...
following their dismise
I went straight out loco,
and snuffed out the kookie Coco Puffs...
that bastard poor ole Wheaties died
when he tried to finagle a piece treaty,
but the sweetie got dealt with real swift,
I was so quick…
with spooned stick, across the head
I cracked Apple Jacks,
and ‘cause he started talking smack…
worked him over thoroughly, like I did Sugar Smacks
when he tried to wrap his head around the insanity...
But no one can ever see nor understand
what turned an ordinary man like me...
Into a Cereal Killer…
I believe it started with my moms,
like a crack dealer, she got me hooked…
The Captain of my ‘tasteship’
crunched loudly inside my brain
the taste I never shook, oh damn it somehow
I thought even then, these urges I had to restrain...
Retrain the direction of thoughts
of satisfaction wandering so wantonly
how will I ever again cope without that sweet ecstasy?
you see, the quandary always bothered me…
Alas, it’s no sense in fighting the feeling
whenever I get the urge I start to reeling...
And then before I get my feelings reeled in
I commence to indoctrinate the munch mantra
and it begins anew...
Again, when the twitches leave me with the itches
to assuage my cravings from any available dealer,
Then my friends, then...
That's when with a bowl and spoon
a splash of milk dropped in,
I become once more, the Cereal Killer! lmao
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