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The Desires of Death.
On a cold dark stormy night
The children huddled in bed shuddering from fright
Then slowly and quietly out of nowhere
A figure slithers in the room consuming the children in fear
It leaps and it dances, as overwhelmed by excitement
For it finds joy by inflicting pain and torment
Villainous, mischievous don't forget egregious
Querulous, atrocious but never infamous
And now it prepares for another evil deed
For it feeds on its preys as if it's inflated by greed
It is a serious matter don't be mislead
Play around with it, and you'll end up dead
It's that five-letter word that takes us by surprise
For it deceives and swindles with its evil lies
It waits and prepares to bring these children to their doom
For death has entered and consumed this room
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