there was a twisted man named dick dick wasnt a hick crooked and sick a prick this dick Mr dick wasnt Rick demented dick was about to let the world be aware dick grabbed his knifeswinhing it in the air he killed his wife in the moon danced with her till noon dick came home bloody and sore dick wasnt done he needed more dick got drunk already in a funk he went next door loudly knocking Obnoxiously so they opened with a scoff and said knock it off he said with a grin my name is dick you prick not Rick you piece of shit dick is sick of being called rick I'm not Richard I'm not bill this has made me ill I'm done tonight the world knows my name My name is dick he began to walk away but the neighbors decided to play and shouted dick don't go so he did they asked him to eat introducing the kids the daughter Karen they said with class shes a blessing and an ass Karen smiled and said I'm karen and I'm not very polite sarcastic is this alright dick giggled and said as long as you call me dick things will run slick we will be ok please don't call me rick it makes me sick I am dick each and every day she smiled real big tried not to laugh and bit her tounge so hard in her mind Ricky rick Richard was lapping up lard she laughed and said mr.dick I have to say your acting alot like Richard today why cant Ricky play she said in an obnoxious detestable way he went into a cold dead stare empty and blank he then smiled and marched away into his house were he plotted and played sharpening his favorite blade gathered gasoline poured it into styrofoam made a sticky flammable goo dick is not richard or rick it makes him sick and to be called bill makes him ill tonight he exclaimed my name will be known the world will ne shown I am dick mot Ricky Rick or bill tonight I inflict the pain I feel when people.dont take me as real it ends tonight I'm out of polite dick is my goddamn name while the family slumbered wich he decided would be funner he took the goo placed it inside and watched it ignite laughing with delight