Mentoring the Mongoloids (Return to the Attic)

When you last left me, my parents had added me to their attic cafe
Joining, brothers “a” and “b”, they had rendered me useless
After weeks of constant rape, they seemed to tire of me
Now I’m gonna escape utilizing their retarded strength
Awesome to behold
Now they’re doing what they’re told
Grab mother when she feeds us
Or when she prays to Jesus
Let go of your cock and slam her head into the bars
Wrap her around her neck, don’t fucking let her go
Use her as rape bait, when pop comes home from work
I want him to see your hand working up her skirt
She tried to bite and squirm
He wouldn’t let her loose
Panties pulled to the side
Down her legs ran his abuse
When dad came home he saw his wife well rape
And clasped to the bars
To tell you the truth I had hoped it wouldn’t get that far
But more is more when it comes to hostage negotiations
So I climbed the bars and mouthed the words
“We need our freedom”
Powershift is at hand, mongoloids powermad
His drink hit the flor
His eyes went red
He pried at the brothers arms
Then he swore he would see us dead
Now he’s close, it began again
Dropped mother to the floor, caved in his head upon my release I went to gun case
Pulled out the .38, settled up the rapes
I live in a convalescent home a few towns over
Rumor has it I have a nephew and a baby brother (stay tuned….)