Blood Loss
In the night, The drummer boy will walk
Trying to find a child to stalk
He will promise of toys and a sweet
As he kicks away the skulls of the previous children he beat
Enter his lair, see blood and gore
But unfortunately, the drummer boy always wants more
He enters as well and closes the door behind
Now he seems to not be so kind
Strapping the child onto a bed
Soon they will be dead
Wheeled into a strange room
The place where they will meet their doom
Marks are made of where he will slice
Then throws the extra in to dice
He grabs a knife and opens up the boy
And punches and beats as if he were a toy
10 minutes later and the organs are in the drawer
Put in there later, for him to maul
The child is no longer breathing, oh how sad
If he wasn't he would have made the drummer boy mad
The bones are collected and the scraps he must toss
Oh what a mess, so much Blood Loss
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