Here is a little Christmas cheer that's good for any time of the year, a fancy little poem written by the two most suppressively violent people I know. Enjoy!
Jimmy, Not Again!
By DeathSprinkler and Mr. Foofie
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE XMAS
AND ALL THROUGH THE MALLS
NOT A PERSON SURVIVED
AND THERE WAS BLOOD ON THE WALLS
BODILESS HEADS WERE STREWN ON THE FLOOR
AS ENTRAILS WERE HUNG ON EVERY DOOR
AND IN THE MIDST OF IT ALL
THERE SAT JIMMY PROUD AND TALL
COVERED IN BLOOD FROM HEAD TO TOE
A LARGE AXE IN ONE HAND
JIM SAID "WELCOME TO THE SHOW
LETS STRIKE UP THE BAND"
WITH A GLEAM OF MADNESS IN HIS EYE
JIM TURNED ON THE PEOPLE THAT MADE HIM CRY
IT WAS THE CHRISTMAS BAND THAT PLAYED ALL THOSE JINGLES
THAT MADE HIM KILL ALL OF THOSE KRINGLES
YES JIM FINALLY SNAPPED
THE HOLIDAYS DID HIM IN
HE FELT A LITTLE TRAPPED
SO THATS WHEN HE HIT THE GIN
SO IN A DRUNKEN FLURRY
HE WENT THROUGH THE MALL IN A HURRY
YELLING "OFF ARMS, OFF LIMBS, OFF WITH YOUR HEAD
GOODNIGHT TO YOU ALL AND NOW YOU'RE ALL DEAD."
