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Banana Poem

I took my knife, glinting in the evilness
As I sawed into the sun color
I could hear it screaming
Pleading for help
For pity
For mercy
For sympathy
I cut through its armor
As I reached its flesh
The robber fainted
I shook it awake
And chucked it into the drain
I laughed evilly as
The yellow went down the drain into the trash compacter
Later, after I couldn’t hear the screams anymore, I reached in, and shoved the guts into my mouth chuckling at my devious plan.
Forever erasing the evidence of a murder
Later, I heard the sirens
“You are under arrest for first degree murder!”
“Please put your hands in the air, and get on your knees sir!”
I got on my knees, hands raised, and laughed evilly,
The police officers saw what was on my back
“Watch out, he has a shrapnel bomb on his back!”
I laughed the last laugh, detonating it, and taken everything with me
I blame the yellow phone.




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