Sealed With A Klip (Kipland P. Kinkel)

stayed up late at night, after mom and dad's fight,
to plan the following day
protested restriction, tossed out his prescription,
"don't take my video games"
fresh bowl of Cap'n Crunch,
folks won't make it to lunch, it's time for cartoons
was elected class executioner,
inauguration in the cafeteria room

equipped with - an arsenal concealed
reach the party - in honor of me
let the festivities begin! bullets fly like confetti
most likely to start World War III
the host of this macabre lottery
what do you think of the class clown?
twenty six have already gone down

WET 'EM UP, KIP! 'this is what I was born to do'
random violence rules,
blood Thurston at this white trash school
think I'm being funny? I'm so funny it's killing everybody
you wanna skip class? too late, I put a cap in your ass

four shots fired at point blank
chief executioner, the highest rank
sway and spray, favorite game to play
in celebration of the jock's birthday
scout's motto: be prepared
not-fatal shot is where Kip erred
matfags tackle, firing ends
'ha, you fuck, I nailed your girlfriend!'

"KILL" - written in blood and whipping cream
SURVIVORS STUNNED - 'is this a dream'
BODY COUNT - unconfirmed at this time
'GET THE FUCK OF ME,
WHO'S GOT MY FUCKING -"9"!'

what'd you do last summer, Kip? 'threw rocks at passing cars'
he's a good kid, a little confused, send him off to the national guard
maybe he'll grouw out of this phase, booby traps and bombs allover the place
lightning struck, town laid to wast; every kid dreams to go out in a blaze