Janie


She’s got a gun
An instrument of utmost fun
Shoot him, spray her
A taste of metal on the tongue, so bitter

She’s getting revenge
Her souls hurt she seeks to avenge
No body shall be spared
For janie’s gun is to be feared

She’s killing all her enemies
Her dad, mom, uncle and niece
Gun down the whole lot
And then leave their filthy bodies to rot

They had hunted her day and night
Filling her steadily with a noxious fright
But that was before she got the weapon
A gun with which she’ll kill everyone’s son

They took her happiness
With an alluring, sadist finesse
But janie’s gun to be sure and true
Is going to revive all pleasures – anew

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