Sense Sonnets

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Appetite For

I grabbed her while she walked to school,
And forced her inside of my van.
Get her young and fresh is my rule.
I'm her last and likely first man.
Even with her mouth taped shut tight,
I feel my pleasure in her pain.
I use her up in sheer delight,
Then smother till she's finally slain.
And with my knife, I peel her skin
Away in pieces as a treat.
All that exercise does me in,
And gives me a craving to eat.

When finished with a rape attack,
I like to have a little snack.

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