Tsar's Poetry

[Tsar]

Yo! Chantel, my cartel girl is back
She isn't going to cut anyone slack
She's gonna kill another family of billionaires
And all their pets and neighboring millionaires
We along with her crew will burst inside their home
We'll even bring a bear after feeding it honeycomb
The bear will charge in first to cause everyone fear
The servants will all be running from our trained bear
Then her crew will sweep the mansion, room by room
And no, I don't mean cleaning like servants with a broom
First they'll round up everyone they find in the basement
And no, they won't be subjected to rape and debasement
They'll be merciless with how they kill this family of elite
They'll start with the billionaire's brother, his name is Pete
Chantel's men will kill the newborn first to hurt the mother
Then they'll put a bullet in the head of the eldest brother
First, the girl will strip nude, a cheerleader called Beth
Forced to smile and cheer as they kill her brother, Seth
Then she'll watch her mother get strangled to death
Her father, shot through the heart, to take his final breath
Yeah! Beth will be left with the memories of this savagery
She should be thankful that she wasn't part of ravagery
After all, a teen girl like her has a fine body men would use
She's a girl that the cartel would certainly love to abuse
Chantel had other plans for this sweet sexy little thing
It's not too often that she wants to create a new fling
Beth would become Chantel's toy, one of her sex slaves
Why? She was pure, wasn't of the blood of Jewish knaves
Chantel told Beth that she better be a good girl for her
Rubbed Beth's püssy, said that she should learn to pur
She grabbed her by the hair, gave her an order to obey
Chantel, my cartel girl, would let me be Beth's first lay
So yeah, Beth is mine and Chantel's newest human toy
And no, Chantel is really bi and will kill every single boy
We had our fun with Beth, a girl very willing to survive
She's the type who can be trained and will soon thrive
We waited for her crew while we watched the clock
Her men concurrently gave all the neighbors the glock
Yeah! This gilded neighborhood was painted totally red
Now, it's like a bloody Necropolis, a city of the dead
We drove away with Beth who sat between us in the car
She would never go back home or experience a college bar
She would learn her place as our sweet lover and be pure
Accepting she is for polygynous sex and female allure