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The Grim Raper - Halloween Pumpin'
The edge shapens with each bone cut in two
Each soul cut into siphons another life
One Autumn night each year the hunger to renew
With the virgin blood of one too young to be his wife
His sickle's edge rips away her flowing dress
As she looks in horror at his skelital blank face
Beneath his hood she sees only darkness
Where her screams fall without a trace
But this night he seeks more than one frightful death
When All Hollow's Eve Moon turns his craving to insane
Instead he stays his scythe in favor of bloody sex
For his cold heart pumps black oil through his horny veins
Lurking in the shadows he hopes his tricks will lure his treat
Longing to impregnate a pretty little princess
Dropping yummy candies so she kneels down at his feet
Then the sins she will comit she'll never get to confess
Her cries will go unheard beneath his flowing robes
As he pumps into her sweet innocence his morbid oily flow
Piercing deep beyond her once virgin lobes
To the only place his unholy spawn can grow
Tell all young ladies old enough to breed on Halloween
Stay inside their cozy homes and wear a belt of chastity
Or death will make a princess become his lustful queen
Fulfilling his desire to claim her lost virginity
Each soul cut into siphons another life
One Autumn night each year the hunger to renew
With the virgin blood of one too young to be his wife
His sickle's edge rips away her flowing dress
As she looks in horror at his skelital blank face
Beneath his hood she sees only darkness
Where her screams fall without a trace
But this night he seeks more than one frightful death
When All Hollow's Eve Moon turns his craving to insane
Instead he stays his scythe in favor of bloody sex
For his cold heart pumps black oil through his horny veins
Lurking in the shadows he hopes his tricks will lure his treat
Longing to impregnate a pretty little princess
Dropping yummy candies so she kneels down at his feet
Then the sins she will comit she'll never get to confess
Her cries will go unheard beneath his flowing robes
As he pumps into her sweet innocence his morbid oily flow
Piercing deep beyond her once virgin lobes
To the only place his unholy spawn can grow
Tell all young ladies old enough to breed on Halloween
Stay inside their cozy homes and wear a belt of chastity
Or death will make a princess become his lustful queen
Fulfilling his desire to claim her lost virginity
Published 26th Oct 2023
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26th Oct 2023 2:23pm
Thank you for reading and commenting Lil!
Oddly, this poem was going to be about politics. I was thinking about how Republicants keep trying to pass laws to stop abortion but won't put in exceptions for rape or incest. I was thinking, what if a young girl is raped and impregnated by some really nasty piece of filth, the worst most horrible criminal, how would they feel then? And then I thought, death itself. What if it was Satan's spawn? At what point does savagery become unpalatable enough for a pig to eat it's slime?
Perhaps I will write another one and stick to my original thought.
JJ
Oddly, this poem was going to be about politics. I was thinking about how Republicants keep trying to pass laws to stop abortion but won't put in exceptions for rape or incest. I was thinking, what if a young girl is raped and impregnated by some really nasty piece of filth, the worst most horrible criminal, how would they feel then? And then I thought, death itself. What if it was Satan's spawn? At what point does savagery become unpalatable enough for a pig to eat it's slime?
Perhaps I will write another one and stick to my original thought.
JJ
28th Oct 2023 4:52pm
Awesome dark and erotic piece for the season.
Also, just read your comments above and that has also crossed my mind. What course of action would they take if it happened to one of their daughters. I read that guns are not allowed in Congress, Supreme Court, Mar-a-Largo, NRA Convention, but where the kids are it's like a free for all. The hypocrisy.
Also, just read your comments above and that has also crossed my mind. What course of action would they take if it happened to one of their daughters. I read that guns are not allowed in Congress, Supreme Court, Mar-a-Largo, NRA Convention, but where the kids are it's like a free for all. The hypocrisy.
28th Oct 2023 6:08pm
And they have metal detectors and security or police at the door.
But they don't mind an angry mob with guns and noises in Congress if they are there to kill Democrats! Filthy Republipigs!
But they don't mind an angry mob with guns and noises in Congress if they are there to kill Democrats! Filthy Republipigs!
