Twas on the Crest of Beverly
The battle did commence
Among elite Air B&Bs
Each sparing no expense.
The glistening car, late model!
The air perfumed, and gated!
The party. Scattered bottles.
Late model guns, gold-plated.
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The kick of upscale killing
On cool Pacific nights
Shall ne’er grow old – too thrilling
To aim Sig Sauer sights.
To watch the brain and vomit
Start pooling ’round your head
While a fine and rare green comet
Goes streaking overhead.