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Amera Andersen

Rookie (12/03/81 / New Jersey)

Killing Machine


The beauty of an instrument of death
Behold my kingdom, it is I who reigns
A blast of hot air emits from my breath
Arabian blood in my silver veins

With each cut of the blade my belly grows
A deafening rage emits from my gut
Stripping my victims of green silken clothes
Banishing beauty with each sultry cut

Spewing the essence of flowering things
Gathering souls with such perfect control
I relish the joy that such killing brings
So stand in my way and I’ll take your soul

A simple kill, my victims are slower
I’m king of the field, I’m the lawnmower

Submitted: Monday, July 23, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, March 23, 2011

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  • Rookie Ranjit Ravindran (10/11/2009 1:23:00 AM)

    Wow.. You maintained suspense till the last line... marvelous..
    The title and the remaining verses prepared me to expect a lethal weapon used in conventional warfare. In the end its just a lawn mover! Beautiful.
    Makes me remember O. Henry!

    A sweet 10. (Report) Reply

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