In your head.
'Cause I told all my friends about you,
But I lied.
I just killed a man,
But I have no gun.
In my hand I hold
The smoking tongue.
Copyright © Jonathan Tad Ketchen (JTK.CA)
I'll never forget the immortal words of my
dear, departed Grandma Lillie Root, after
I read her this particular poem of mine.
"What depraved mind wrote that?"
I responded, "My depraved mind. It's about
how we can kill people with our words."
She was still not impressed.