Muse: Manhattan Dragon
Cramming and shoving the morning rush through Manhattan for coffee,
One lady trampled and the other ones brain scrambled couldn’t figure out if she wanted 2 splendas or 4,
She was sure to take a tiny risk this morning not including holding up the line,
Finally the afternoon drizzle quieted the streets,
Vanished in every crack of New York I finally got a hold of a window seat,
There was a guy standing in the back of the coffee shop wearing a black t-shirt with a white X on the front,
He wore a creepy black bunny mask like something out of a scary movie,
He stood there with a mop in his hand waiting for a spill,
Red smoke arises from the soles of his shoes as he paces back and forth,
I guess the psycho comity needs jobs too,
The old lady with the four splendas made her way to the bathroom with her red lipstick smeared into the edge of the coffee cup she needed to re-lip,
I saw the guy follow her to the back with a devilish look in his eye,
Almost as if soon as he saw an opportunity,
His stride opened up like theme music played in the back of his head,
The villain of the downtown coffee shop,
He also had a weird tick one that would keep his body from moving in one motion,
Sex and candy by Marcy Playground,
I smell sex and candy here,
Who’s that lounging in my chair,
Waking not directly behind her he didn’t want to cause a scene,
Sniffling and scratching his nose as he looked both ways like he was about to cross a street,
His dick hardened in his pants after each step,
A big boom startles me,
Pulled in by the intensity and fear of what was going to happen to this woman,
A glass had fell to the floor by accident,
Everyone looked around for the guy to bring his mop but he didn’t show,
I got up from my seat to peak around the corner,
There was no one,
I began to walk slowly down the hall towards the bathroom,
I hear something unlike I ever heard before,
I can hear the sound of pain and loose gravity,
I peak under the door to see her dentures on the floor,
He had a fetish for “gummy bears”,
The sound of him tearing through her mouth sounded like a crime scene was taking place,
She couldn’t scream because it was too much cock in her mouth,
She thought an extra 2 splendas would be the highlight of her day,
Well she was wrong,
He began slapping her on the face and yelling for her not to choke,
Once it become a little extreme I reached down to grab my phone to call the police,
Until I heard... Harder daddy,
I actually threw up in my mouth a little,
I could never look at my grandmother the same,
Different flash backs between dentures, black masks, red smoke and a howling wolf,
Like a staticky tv....
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