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Blue Blood in the Ballroom

totally fictional scenario about punishing evil men

By CT IdlehousePublished about 9 hours ago 1 min read
(Still from Eyes Wide Shut.)

Welcome to the party,

You’re just in time.

They’re doing body shots,

Though I wouldn’t join that line.

/

Don’t forget your

Complementary gift.

It’s a carbon steel blade,

With a curve on the tip.

/

Only the special girls,

Get these lovely knives.

It’s for the one event,

I think you’ll really like.

/

Put on your masks,

And follow me.

We’re gonna do some

Redecorating.

Lock all the doors–

It’s time to make them scream.

There’s blue blood in the ballroom,

Let’s make it look like a crime scene!

/

Think of it as culling

A major predator.

These rich white men

Deserve no better.

/

If they won’t go to prison,

We’ll settle for hell.

There’s no girl or woman in this room

Who wishes you well.

/

‘Cause only the special girls,

Have to suffer your dirty hands.

We’ll cut ‘em off at the wrist,

And especially what’s in your pants.

/

Put on your masks,

And follow me.

We’re gonna do some

Redecorating.

Lock all the doors–

It’s time to make them scream.

There’s blue blood in the ballroom,

Let’s make it look like a crime scene.

/

Lolita’s got a knife,

Lolita’s got a gun.

I’m tired of your fucking face,

Let’s cut out your tongue.

You say I'm going too far,

Fucker, you got a lot of nerve.

Y'all are doing evil shit to kids,

And having babies for dessert.

It's time to fix the timeline,

And end your motherfucking schemes.

There's no peaceful way to do away

With such a degenerate regime.

If the law won’t stop your shit,

We’re gonna start chopping dicks.

Keep your fucking hands off these kids,

Or we’ll turn your mansions into crypts.

/

Put on your masks,

And follow me.

We’re gonna do some

Redecorating.

Lock all the doors–

It’s time to make them scream.

There’s blue blood in the ballroom,

Let’s make it look like a crime scene.

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CT Idlehouse

I write stories and articles. Sometimes they're good.

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  • Tina D. Lopezabout 9 hours ago

    Damn.

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