Thump
By Nightcrawler
Here we march along as a single mind Thump Thump Thump... Our souls are gone but flesh stays behind Thump Thump Thump... Now we stop to feast. Our victim screams yet we hear no plea Munch Munch Munch... Cannibal corpses that is we Munch Munch Munch... Alas all joy is fleeting. He is dead and forced to walk Thump Thump Thump... No mouth to move to scream or talk Thump Thump Thump... More meals lie ahead. The door is the shell for food within Scratch Scratch Scratch... We try to knock but we can't get in Scratch Scratch Scratch... No way to enter. So here we cry our vague duress We hope our words do not cause distress...This is also listed as a challenge poem. Written April 18th, 2002 © on Apr 17 2002 05:06 PM PST 10 • 0
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"Here we march along as a single mind ..."