Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Haunt You!

Hey Babe, my contacts tell me that

You're up to all kinds of weird stuff,

Kept my corpse in your habitat,

And frustrated that's not enough.

Hey Babe, I think about how I

Wasted my time and energy

On you, I guess I had to die

To know you were no good for me.

Hey Babe, I've better things to do,

Places to go in afterlife,

Than spend any time haunting you,

Just a sick killer with your knife.

My corpse, you maybe wanna hide,

Becuz the cops are right outside.