Did you know of the little boy who lives on Sherry lane? His hetero-chromatic eyes and lustrous midnight mane, Beware his stare, lest you fall into his dark domain.
Born of dust and metal rust that lies on weapons old, or so the young boy's story goes according to folktales told, but nevertheless beware his stare or see your fears unfold.
He delights in idle play and any kinds of sweets, if you fall into his stare you'd best possess some treats, and maybe you might get away as he blissfully eats.
Come with none and then you'll see his fellow reaper come, to clear the mess he's left behind when the dreadful deed is done, For the scene that's left after the fun might be too much for some.
She never fails to do her job with a happy painted smile, Her heterochromatic eyes and creamy pigtail style, and depending on what's left behind her job might take a while.
(TBC)
Leviathan D Constance · Sun Jun 28, 2015 @ 12:18am · 0 Comments |