Yellow Black, Purple Green

Little bug little bug

I'm sorry that Jimmy is under the rug.

Harmless banter was his intentions

But he unleashed my temptations.

It seemed like harmless little fun

But what's done is done.

He slandered my Oreo

I cursed him to get polio.

Regrets are what's left

I should've considered the life theft

I now sit on the couch with no friend

With hindsight infesting my mind to no end

Jimmy was so young

Least I got a few grand for selling one of his lungs

Was I acting impulsive

No, his actions were far beyond repulsive