Very  unhappy bitch

She was not happy
As she headed for
The very plain and very ordinary
Bungalow
She was not happy and would have
A serious conversation
With Jimmy ''call me Spike'' Goldbloom.
Maybe he thought she was dumb,
Cutting her coke, trying to fool her.
She was high, she was pissed
And yet she met him with a smile.
But his own snickering smile
Cut down her intention of a long conversation.
As soon as he turned around to get the drinks
She took the knife from her bag
And planted it in his back.
Twenty times.
Then she took him to pieces
Put the parts in a recycling bin in the garage
And on the dearly departed she
Poured several bottles of
High sulfurate concentrate drain cleaner
Stuff which he used to make his meth,
And left,