\"Mr Dunne Murders Poets For Fun\"
I wandered lonely, lonely as a cloud/
Were the last words of that poet, before I took him the f*** out
If music be the food of love, then play on/
Was what Shakespear had muttered, before I slayed the strange mong
Hold on and stay strong, is what Tupac had said/
He got to live cause I liked him, but the others wanted him dead
We loved with a love, that was more than love/
Is what Edgar Poe had wrote, shortly before I bodied that mug
There are no strangers here; Only friends you haven’t yet met/
Was the last quote from Yeats, before I had to take off his head
The truth is rarely pure and never simple/
Is what Oscar Wilde had said, before I put a bullet in his temple
The things which I have seen, I now can see no more/
Is what Wordsworth mumbled, lying dead on the floor
Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind/
Were the last words from Kipling, before I killed him with mine.
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