#Fiasco 3 Posted December 21, 2013 (edited) Thank you very much for all your help and time, I feel I should reward your help but instead I must decline. You keep zombies off my back with your shiny M16, but nothing hits harder than a pipe wrench to the head, so quiet, so clean. I feel a twinge of sorrow as I pick up all your gear, bah, who am I kidding, now I feel SUPREME! Thank you random Balota Airfield guy, my thoughts are with you. Edited December 21, 2013 by #Fiasco 3 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Scotch Bingeington 18 Posted December 31, 2013 *claps* Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
bmm_3 4 Posted January 2, 2014 Nice poem. Should make it line for line thought, didn't realize it was rhyming 'til about the 3rd sentence. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
#Fiasco 3 Posted January 16, 2014 I love spoken word, so I wrote it as I'd read it =) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
