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Sadomasochistic Poetry: Creep Show
im from the creepy creep show
where every body dies
its a bloody sexy party
and no one ever cries
every ones in love
sacrifice is fun
biting off your pretty toes
is just where we've begun
if you like to take
from another that loves to give
ask her real sweet
im sure she will want the shiv
oh she dances the pretty writhe
and shakes her butt for more
says daddy wont you beat me
you know im a little whore
she begs for the rope and plastic bag
don't dare disappoint her
soon she will start to sag
like a cur taken to slaughter
odd thing is her cunt is drenched
as she gives her tits to pierce
smiles sweet and shakes them
as the blood squirts in your face
now she asks for cock
as a gift of love and affection
you make it bleed with a cut
im sure you'll die from infection
she drinks from it like its supper
she says oh so good daddy
its like you gave me an upper
please hit me with a batty
her eyes go all crazy
as she slumps and falls
one more across the mouth she says
ant then i want your balls
baby doesn't look so good
now shes getting sleepy
come on daddy kill me
my baby loves it creepy
this poem isn't for you
if your already dead
give your self a break
and get a little head
where every body dies
its a bloody sexy party
and no one ever cries
every ones in love
sacrifice is fun
biting off your pretty toes
is just where we've begun
if you like to take
from another that loves to give
ask her real sweet
im sure she will want the shiv
oh she dances the pretty writhe
and shakes her butt for more
says daddy wont you beat me
you know im a little whore
she begs for the rope and plastic bag
don't dare disappoint her
soon she will start to sag
like a cur taken to slaughter
odd thing is her cunt is drenched
as she gives her tits to pierce
smiles sweet and shakes them
as the blood squirts in your face
now she asks for cock
as a gift of love and affection
you make it bleed with a cut
im sure you'll die from infection
she drinks from it like its supper
she says oh so good daddy
its like you gave me an upper
please hit me with a batty
her eyes go all crazy
as she slumps and falls
one more across the mouth she says
ant then i want your balls
baby doesn't look so good
now shes getting sleepy
come on daddy kill me
my baby loves it creepy
this poem isn't for you
if your already dead
give your self a break
and get a little head
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