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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Comedy · #1212384
How we deal with every nuisance in our lives.
The Murder of The Little Guy


The little fellow never knew what hit him,
but he asked for it.
He thought it was fun to pester that big strong man,
who was minding his own business,
who was reading his newspapers
trying to find out what next!
What next the guys in power were up to.
Every time the little guy tried to interfere-
with a wave of his hand the big guy brushed him off.
But some little guys never take a hint.
He kept molesting the big guy over and over again.
The big guy became irritated he smacked at him.
The little guy was so fast he slipped
He did the Ali rope-a-dope, ducked,
then bobbed and weaved about him.
That made the big guy really mad.
Still the little guy did not take the hint.
Some people never know trouble when they see it.
This little guy was one of them.
He was enjoying himself-
he came close to the big guy’s ears
And he rapped a lot of crap
That would make Fifty Cents envious.
The big guy hated that kind of rap.
When the little guy did that to him
he became angry and conceived in his heart
To do what it will take to murder the little guy.
With anger and hatred welled up in him
he picked up the murder weapon.
The big guy started reading again
but this time he was eyeing the little guy,
who was creeping up to him singing that same crap.
This time the big guy was ready!
As soon as the little guy got within his reach,
with cold-blooded hatred, he smacked him
and smacked him and smacked him and smacked him.
As he did that he was calling the little guy
all kind of horrible names.
This big unmerciful guy smacked the little guy
until his eyes came out of his head.
His legs were broken,
his entrails were spattered all over the place.
Never was such a gruesome murder committed before.
The big guy wasted no time-
he cleaned up the evidence of his crime.
With no respect for the dead he picked up the corpse.
Picked him up with his bare hands,
wrapped him up unceremoniously,
took him to his final resting place.
Flushed him down the toilet then uttered-
that’ where you belong you disgusting fly!

Nylsaj Nomis
July 15, 2006
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