tricked or treat?
little red riding hood went up the hill to fetch a pail of water
but oh it was Halloween as trees bellowed a maniacal laughter
of werewolves and ghouls she disbelieves the most
for fear of those is an absolute no!
along the way came Hansel and Gretel
as they greeted her with smiles most gentle
she walked
they stalked
she nonchalantly hopped
they plot
she trot
maybe just another hop
her sight was robbed like a mental block
as ravens descend upon the block
to sew her eyes close with rusted pins
and needles and strings that pains a tinge
her screams echoed but not even Jack’o
could perceive as Gretel shackled
her lips with chains made of jigsaw puzzles
that paints the street red as it nuzzles
her screams her yells it came from hell
she ran she fell she needed to tell
a door mad thuds a figure appears
obscured by her infallible fear
she wished to be released from this perpetual despair
as she is weak and can only prepare
to slit these voices in her head
her wrist they bloom of magnanimous red
Hush girl now there’s nothing to fear
pain and pleasure have been pals for years
come in now I’ll wipe your tears
for Big Bad Wolf is here my sweet, sweet dear
Count weijicula
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