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