I thrive when I’m alone
Not so in a crowd
I do well when it’s quiet
I get frazzled when it’s loud… (tbc?)
I thrive when I’m alone
Not so in a crowd
I do well when it’s quiet
I get frazzled when it’s loud… (tbc?)
Bit by a zombie
I fight to survive
Am I undead or am I alive?
I hide in the bushes
Near where there are trains
I have an insatiable hunger
For flesh and for brains.
Bit by a werewolf
I wait for the moon
They found my last victim
On top of a dune.
Her throat was ripped out
And out flowed her blood
Mixed with the sand it turned into mud.
With silver bullets
Me they could kill
Before someone else
I get my next fil.
Bit by a vampire
I wait ’til it’s dark
I emerge from my coffin
And head to the park
When I find a young lady
I bite her frail neck
If i’m not careful
Her throat it gets wrecked.
When her neck it starts to bleed
That’s what i wait for;
That’s when I feed.
Garlic or wolfbane
Can keep me away
A stake it could stop me
And make me pay.
Snitches get stitches
They lose all their riches
When their cell mate gets out
They take all their bitches
And sometimes their body
Is found among ditches.
Sooner or LASER
Machines they will rise
When that does happen
Will we meet our demise?
Could we ever go extinct
If this happened
Would it be linked?
Trump’s as bitter as a grapefruit.
He falsely claims he has won.
One of thousands of lies
He’s told under the sun.
As bitter as a grapefruit.
He incited a coup.
Sending out tweets
As he sat on the loo.
Trump’s as bitter as a grapefruit
For those who oppose
His rotten agenda
And who Joe Biden they chose.
As bitter as a grapefruit
Things are now tense with his veep
I wonder if in private
Does POTUS45 weep?