The People-Deleter-Machine
Josh, Age 15, Stirling, AB

I'd like to delete the people I know
who bug me without rest.
I'd fetch out my people-deleter-machine
and put its good use to the test.

I'd aim here and there as I gathered the stare
of the victim that I'd soon defeat
And smile and laugh, as he cleared from my path
but too late; I shoot sure defeat.

I'd smile and wave to the poor sorry knave
whose devilish smile disappeared
as the people-deleter-machine went to work
for the master it served and revered.

Oh, this power would be such a pleasure for me
I doubt that I'd put the thing down.
I'd be the High King over every thing,
the fear and the dread of the town.

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