-No! Don't resist, i'm... already hurT- I’m a sad coconut, in a tree. I am sad because my wife left me. Took the kids and went across the sea. Now a sad, sad coconut I be.
I am sad because my wife left me Took to kids across the sea Met some guys and had a large orgy And she didn’t even think of me.
Then one day. Came a man. From a Japan I think his name was Stan He was white. I’m sure that I’m right Because I could see him in the night!
I heard a sound. I looked to the ground I couldn’t find Stan so I looked around. He was behind the tree with a large axe. He had named it his trusty friend “max,” And then his axe. Swung through the tree. Now the ground is all that I see.
I heard a splatter. He put me on a platter. I saw my side, it was nearly shattered. He said “don’t worry.” And took me away from my tree. Now a sad, sad coconut I be.
He told me to hold on tight. I was in for a fright. All I could see was night. It felt like a flight. And when I saw the light. It was a sight. Because there was hammer next to me.
He picked up the hammer, And struck my back. I heard a crack It was an awful whack As I started bleeding out in his shack. Now a hurt, sad coconut I be.
My vision was smashed. I couldn’t see me. Or my beloved coconut tree I felt relieved to know that I would be free From my whore wife that left me. Not a sad, sad coconut I be. -How you turn my world, you precious thinG-
edaaz · Fri Feb 19, 2010 @ 11:01am · 0 Comments |