DOUBLE TAP

Megan, 19, Captain of the swim team Legs like ladders and a brain like a string bean The lake house was empty for the summer so she called acouple others for an evening Of indecency Twenty five cheap beers each She stumbles to the porcelain for a second just to see if she could heave Several minutes later she returned half empty Everyone was butchered and relieved of their teeth Toes to the door like a pale horse Forcing her way through darkness the car won't start Heart dead still as the foot steps stopped And the eyes peered in time to harvest the crop Snot dripped heavy not ready to be fertilizer Key to the eyes high heel to gut It stuck like a nail in a coffin the blood sprayed out of his stomache as he fell to the mud High on endorphins and fear but at last in the clear have a seat and release all the tears Weird She swore she saw the body to the left Take a look to the right take a knife to the neck Don't. Forget. To double tap double tap Cats down flat but the corpse clapped back Infact I woulda left a tunnel in his back But you put down the weapon the second they collapsed Names Admiral Duke P. Dynamo Hero and immaculate protector of the cosmos Headed to a planet called Peluma Distress beacon booming Zoom in pursuit of the truth As the ship hits the surface He emerges with a face so determined Until he sees the mangled remains of the murdered Gotta keep his nerve Follows all the half eaten entrails up to the mouth of a cavern Blaster tight grip hit by a sick scent Something doesn't make sense but still he advances Deep red sand there's a sound that's expanding Flip around the corner mutated salamander It spits out a bone just before it lunges towards him Twelve slimy legs. one for every corse He forces himself to react sends a lazer blast right through its guts cut the bastard in Half After the deed he releases a laugh A job well done on the planet's behalf He starts turning back there's a snarl and a crack The master of justice reduced to a snack So Don't. Forget. To double tap double tap Cats down flat but the corpse clapped back Infact I woulda left a tunnel in his back But you put down the weapon the second they collapsed Big joey tortellini King of the streets little Italy running off of blood from the families Steps through the doors for a bite Then sits in the same chair he's had since 1935 Order of the meatballs with bread on the side Wash the bitch down with some fine wine Leaves a fat tip as he begins to rise Then the glass doors chime Time to meet his demise Bullets start flying in a breath But this ain't his first eye to eye with the messenger of death Typically a hit like this should be quick but they don't seem to know who their fucking with Within a minute or so shows over Ol Joe took a few rounds to the shoulder He peeks from the bar 2 bodies on the floor So he gets up and takes a step forward Slow-ly mo-ving clo-ser Lights up a smoke puts on his coat Looks like he ended em both Opens the door then hears cold steal start to float and So Don't. Forget. To double tap double tap Cats down flat but the corpse clapped back Infact I woulda left a tunnel in his back But you put down the weapon the second they collapsed Don't. Forget. To double tap double tap Cats down flat but the corpse clapped back Infact I woulda left a tunnel in his back But you put down the weapon the second they collapsed