7. How I read a poem
I take the poem and drug his water
I strap him to the chair
Get my tools ready for the answer
I take it easy and put him on laughing gas..
He still doesn't spill the answer I'm looking for.
I bring out the butterfly knife and stabbed in slowly
While he tells me the secret to the poem.
I ask one more time…
He finally tells me what I was looking for.