I Hate You

I hate you more than anything else that I know I hate you more than the freezing snow, And if I were drunk because of you and alcohol I'd wish that I'd fall on you to break your bones and my fall. If there was ever another world war I know that I would definitely hate you more, And if on a battlefield a foreign enemy I would ever meet Before you, them I would happily greet. I hate you more than I could ever think or say So unto God, I tell him how much I hate you with every word that I pray, God can count the drops whenever it does rain I wish that I was able to count your pain. When I have that itch that I cannot scratch When I dread taking medicine so a disease I won't catch, Then when I take that shot so I won't catch the flu Only thing that I hate more, it's you. I don't want you to die I just want you to slowly suffer I want your existence and breathing to be worrisome and tougher, For any experiment I want you to always go first And if I knew of a witch, on you there would be a curse. If you were in a room with Hitler and the devil's son And if I had two bullets in a gun, A chance to save humanity is the ultimate price I would happily shoot you, twice. I hate you more than anyone could ever hate That I will not lie about or would ever exaggerate, I would be happy if you were stung by a million bees Or, if you got really sick and got the dry heaves. I don't want you to die quickly I want you to suffer instead Because soon maybe in years I know that you will be dead, And then when your entrance to heaven is denied by God Listen really closely! Because you will hear me applaud. Randy L. McClave