[Evil-Blanka]

ok her e is evil blanka poem

slash bash u cut another

hole in your ass leave blood
on the wall play tennis wit your
balls when the phone ring dont
answer the calls split your throte
hump you like a foat shave your
fearm and make a winter coat
a winter coat i got it from you
i like it because its from you and
its also blue but i cant believe its true
im a artist what do you think i think all of
you stink did i say all i mean the ones
with there backs aginst the wall its sad
some didnt even grow up wit a dad this is
recles but it has to go i want to spend
all my time in the snow you know