A miserable person was he
Dark as the depths of hell see
His ax was fine tunned
Ready to remove heads under the moon
He sat grinding and sharpening
For he knew he was the chopper king
His place of abode
Way back down a dark road
Heads a plenty for his ax
You see he was angry about his tax
For every dollar
A head left the collar
For he cared nothing of their holler
He walked with a limp
For he was hells head pimp
Fresh bodies he supplied
His evil he never denied
Happy Halloween. A volume of Horrible Haunts & Twisted Tales taken from the horror books La Belle Rouge has written every October for a decade and a half. If you have read her works in the horror genre, you know the invitation is for you to enjoy thr
Tax day right .
This is very good.
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Lady Peg
Sorry, I couldn't resist that. (lol)