[Poem] Murdering the Mailman

[Legal User]

Murdering the Mailman

I saw you earlier this day about half a mile away.
I feel as if my package will never get here before the final hour.
I wait for my prize of sleek plastic to whom I shall be use forthwith of your arrival.
I shall plug it in if I see it but this bastard never got here
When shall you get here?
I have never seen my mail get here before three.
I fear you lost, I feel that you are gone.
I have never seen UPS take so fucking long.
I give you 4 hours more to bring me my prize.
If I wait one hour more, I will shall call the man who dishes out the wages.

~Legal User

This is the first poem I have written in quite a few years.

This is about UPS taking so long to get me my new keyboard that I bought a while back but is taking to long to get here it's about 4pm and the latest they ship things is at 8 so I will wait until then for it to get here but normally things that are shipped to my grandmothers house get here around 9ish in the morning. So right now I am just watching movies and waiting for my grandma to get back.

[John Nukette]

I remember wanting to kill my mail man

Son of a bitch always came when we weren't home
"Need adult signature."


What a mother fucker