This is how I started to think when I turned 30
Alexandria Madero
the next time i think of you
it will be with my poisoned pen
aimed at your breast
to the hollow place
inside your chest
and i'll do more
than cry for me
i'll denounce you publicly
and with a bullhorn
i'll gather the masses
and hold you up
as an example
of the worst kind of man
then
when i am through
and you feel as humiliated
as i do
i will take your balls
which i am sure you hold dear
run them up the flagpole
in the public square
and cheer
