Priorities

From the south he came
To vanquish evil doers
But first, some whiskey

A New Weapon For A New Hero

He will smite evil
He slices and dices them
With Flaming Chainsaw

Spelunking

I enter the cave
And plunge into the long dark
It's so wet in here

Plowing The Fields

The field is fallow
Eagerly waiting for seed
Farm hands love planting

Text Editors

Newlines are not hard
Why does Windows screw it up?
Hey Notepad, FUCK YOU

Prophecy

The lamb is slaughtered
Darkness has devoured all
Follow the white stag

Suckers

There are so many
Another minute has passed
Another is born