The Last Laugh Poem by Milos Jovanka

Found a cure to cool my temper
put a baby in a blender
and let its screams cry under steel
it might be wrong to say but im happy this way


see Im not one for forgiving
Raped a family on their thanksgiving
filled their bodies with my special stuffing
It might be wrong to say but im happy this way



Ive been pushed and been shoved
chewed out and spat out
now i can say without doubt
there not a human left inside of me


I was a joke
that you liked to tear and poke
but now taste me wrath from my last laugh


make the first day of school
be some kids last
or shoot up a nightclub
call it a Florida blast
cause my idea of having fun
is looking at you with a gun


My only pride
is the hate fueled deep inside
so here's a taste of my last laugh