Disenvoweled

Yzybyl was a witch, a hater, a slayer, a butcher and slasher,
An ax wielding thrasher who cut up words and then ate ‘em
She hated them because she was missing vowels from her name,
So she made a game of it then went on a spree of murder and mayhem.
 
She’d tear letters apart at the heart of their lexicon and they were gone,
She was drawn to slaying poems and essays like there was no tomorrow,
Sl!c!ng one character at t!me, replac!ng them w!th a symbol or a s!gn,
Unt!l they were dead w!th dread and there was noth!ng left to borrow.
 
Authors and wr!t3rs w3r3 full of horror and t3rror, th!s was no 3rror,
Yzybyl was stalk!ng walk!ng !n th3 shadows wa!t!ng to k!ll anoth3r l3tt3r,
And though th3 pol!c3 couldn’t qu!t3 mak3 out how !t was happ3n!ng,
Th3!r r3ports too w3r3 slay3d as h3r sk!ll to k!ll was g3tt!ng b3tt3r.

Yzybyl’s wr@th w@s just gett!ng st@rted, @ th!rst for th3 d3p@rt3d,
Pr3y!ng on th3 !nnoc3nt to m@k3 th3m suff3r !n @ murd3r most foul,
H3r v!ct!ms scr3@m3d @nd howl3d, how could sh3 do such th!ngs?
@s sh3 butch3r3d th3m to p!3c3s by r3mov!ng 3v3ry s!ngl3 vow3l.
 
Yzybyl us3d h3r @x t* cut @nd gut p*3try l!k3 @ lumb3rj@ck d*3s @ tr33,
W!th @ m@n!@c@l l@ught3r @ft3r 3v3ry s!ngl3 p!3c3, sh3 w@s !ns@n3,
H3r r3!gn *f t3rr*r *n @ll th3 c*nt!n3nts, t* l3@v3 p3tr!f!3d c*ns*n@nts,
Th3 h*rr*r *f d!s3nv*lw3l3d v3rs3s, @ll v*c@bvl@ry h@s b33n sl@!n.