You Better Listen

Lone day stuck in a little box; not a soul hearing me; finally getting one to heed - too late for my friend Tom.

Reckoning, dreaming my out of this filthy box, wearing for worse, sneaky too - don’t enjoy being sneaky – maybe, in my nature sometimes when you have to, ‘specially no one listening.

”Get that dress off,” growling, “give you a good wash.”

I think he talking to me.

“How much you giving me?”

I say to him.

“I ain’t doing noth’n for noth’n, this rag suits me fine!”

“Take it off.”

“You just want to see me naked you freak.”

“I get you a pretty new one.”

“I know you stuck on my birthday suit.”

“It’s your birthday; let’s have a party!”

“Invite all my friends!”

I told him: Invite all my friends!

You listening to me? - YOU – The READER! You better listen to me or you’ll be in trouble! I told him: “INVITE ALL MY FRIENDS – ALL OF ‘EM!” Maybe they’ll get me out of here.

“I giving you a party, nice private party.”

Saying it to me? Can’t tell for sure.

“OOoo can ‘t wait to spank you!”

“You ain’t spanking me.”

I told ‘em!

“OOoo I love your behind, pink little blossoming rose.”

“You looking at my naked picture again – ain’t you – freak!”

Ooo I need another picture; your beautiful birthday suit.”

“No more pictures! Come near me I piss in your face! Piss directly through these bars – in your ugly face.”

“I coming in close, snatch your soul…”

He popping a bright flash – so bright. I can’t see!!

“– I got it!”

“Don’t take my picture! No more!”

“Ooo I gonna kiss you suck your blooming rose.”

“Get away from me you freak!”

“Oh! You pissed my face!”

“I told you! Freak!”

“Ohhh so excited! We partying!”

“I want a big chocolate cake with whipped cream. I want it now!”

I told him; I told him good.

“I’m making a special meat pie for you.”

“I want my cat – where’s my Tom?”

“Tom; here kitty kitty…make a tasty scrumptious mince; been meaning, he getting too fat…”

“Yeah me and Tom will get fat, eat the whole cake – all ourselves!”

I told him good.

“Here pussy pussy…Where’s that damn pussy?”

MEOW, MEOW - ME-!!! CRACK!!!

YOU hear that SCREETCHING MEOW – and that, that CRACK?! He breaking my Tom’s neck? - ?! I’m talking to you READER! Can you see?!

“Is that my Tom, you freak?!”

“Ahhh, poor little pussy…”

“You want pussy…my Tom, come here to my wild smelling box, I’ll show you some pussy. Let me OUT!”

“Such a bad girl! We going to have such fun eating a big meat pie!”

“Yeah, you like it, freak.”

“Where’s my knife? I need my knife.”

He don’t know how I got his stupid knife – and I ain’t telling you neither!

“You want some of this freak?”

BANG, BANG

He banging on my box; he wish!

“I’m going to poke you!”

He’s reaching into my box! HELP!

“Get your hand out of my box!”

“Ohh I got you, you little slut!”

“Hey!...Yeah, yeah you got me; want your knife?”

“Where’s my knife you little bitch - I know you got –“

“You want it?”

“- OW! You stabbed me! You witch! Give me my hand back!”

I sticking his right grasping hand directly into my dirty messy floor, that knife pins his hand good and then - …You hear that gurgling? You – READER!

“OWW – Don’t – please…”

OK, it stops; annoying gurgling. Well, anyways, that’s what happens to you - you don’t listen to me. Now I’m getting out of this filthy little box making me a freak meat pie; you want a piece of this?