Category : Poems

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A sad day it was for all in the village of Fee
When all the little tots got chopped off at the knees
They cried and they whined, they bargain and plead
But the Gorgofleshless had shown no sympathy
There was blood in the beds and blood on the stairs
Blood leaked from heads and dyed red all the hairs
Every child was dead and every parent was scared
Cause the Gorgofleshless was killing them in pairs
Some tried to hide while others stood there to fight
They tried to be brave till they got view of his eyes
Bloodshot they were and filled with crazed glee
He wanted their skin and wanted organs to feast
One got lucky and knocked the killer beast down
With pickaxe in hand, the One pinned it to the ground 
The others came out with knifers and K-blades
And another crazy fuck pulled a pin out a grenade
"I'll blast you back to hell" the crazy fuck yelled
Then tripped over a rock and out of his hands it fell
Rolled into the crowd, gave off a sound like boom
It Rained down body parts like a gorey monsoon
Every village remembers the death tale of Fee
They tell their kids if those kids refuse to sleep
Better be good little Sue and little John too
Or Gorgofleshless will be coming for you