Post by Orlok on Jul 4, 2014 16:28:37 GMT
O how the moon peeps out gaily from behind a pink cloud,
Its light shining wanly on the grave of my fat neighbour,
That ugly old fool, Mike Hunt, follower of naughty Satan.
See how my vampyr fangs glisten in the kinky moonlight.
Ding! Dong! The midnight bell tolls like the clappers
And I rise fully erect to begin the horrid task
Which I have been putting off for months:
The ritual defilement of his mouldy corpse.
What a shock to discover his nightdress-clad body
Lying next to his collection of Doris Day LPs;
Thus I turn the putrid plump corpse over carefully
Before doing the necessary.
Its light shining wanly on the grave of my fat neighbour,
That ugly old fool, Mike Hunt, follower of naughty Satan.
See how my vampyr fangs glisten in the kinky moonlight.
Ding! Dong! The midnight bell tolls like the clappers
And I rise fully erect to begin the horrid task
Which I have been putting off for months:
The ritual defilement of his mouldy corpse.
What a shock to discover his nightdress-clad body
Lying next to his collection of Doris Day LPs;
Thus I turn the putrid plump corpse over carefully
Before doing the necessary.