A happy fun clown came in to town

UNCLE GARY CAME IN TO TOWN. Oh how I remember him when I was small, I loved his candy and I loved his smile. He never stopped smiling, not even when he burned our dog in the backyard of our minds, he smiled and smiled. he smiled when I was making somersaults on solid ground, what ever those are, and he smiled when my bird died and went to hell. he likes the word hell. Once he even made cyanide pie! He wouldn't let me eat it tough, just gave it to the rest of the family that fucking uncle of mine.... Hes a fucking fucktard and he doesn't like me.... But later he gave me a monkey! he would hit my head and pull my eyes out of my head! That's when I like him again, he took the bad monkey away and bashed his head... Uncle Gary is such a nice man... He is one of those people who can always smile, and is always happy... Hes often SO happy he even cries! He was crying when he bashed the monkeys head and when he was stabbing aunty sally in the heart! I wish I could be that happy. I envy Uncle Gary... God I wish he would die.

Grape juice and unicorns

That mother fucker! That darn dirty mutter fucker dared to spill colored orange juice all around my floor! he dared to soil my beautiful world, my essens, my sanctuary. I should punish him... Yes, I should truly punish him for his actions, no matter how many times e screams Parley, for he is damned to eat marshmellows for all eternity in his cave of all that is flyffy and dear. He will never see his enemies for they will burn in the waters of calmness infront of his pants! For that is the only fitting end to this FIEND that soiled my beautiful world, for he is evil and thus be pnished.. YE BE LOVED MY MOTHERS LOVER!!!! ye be loved!

Sing for me little pritty one, sing for me...

Sing for me my pritty, for I own you. You can never hide, you can never run, but you can get away from me. Watch me as I bind you to me and make you mine. You silly little man, you think you can satisfie me with the silly phantom, with the death of the Phenix, but you can't, you will always be mine, mine and mine alone. You are like a child in a sircus, frightened by the crowd. I look at you while the rain falls in the day of monday. You can never escape. For I will never give god his angel, for then, it truly would be, Hell down here.