Coffin Canvas

Who shall I pick among them today
I see a fair haired princess, a shining ray
Her smile it dazzles like the sun
When night falls, let’s have some fun

Spasms and twitches on the meat hook
A smile breaks on my face as I look
She struggles but the hook digs in
You are mine now, my little Lynn

Like the others, she can’t last

So it’s time for me to take up the brush
To the canvas, what’s the rush?
Your face is so beautiful upon the white
Jaw hanging slack, eyes without light
I’m so happy seeing you with the others
So many little daughters and some mothers
Have fallen to my charms
An exciting sensation of lovely harm

Job done, I toss the body to the dogs
Out in the cold, out in the fog
You’ll rest peacefully on my wall
As you’re torn asunder in their jaws

I look upon my bloodstained hands
Humble and true, I’m just a man
Who likes to have a little fun
And know, my darlings, it has just begun