The blue blooded whisperer has come.
Zip your mouths and bite your tongue.
When he enters do not run,
Close your eyes, the bell has rung.
The whisperer feed on your cries
If ever caught ddo not blink your eyes,
As he crawls onto your thighs
For he can smell all your lies.
He looks and talks just like you,
Eyes, latch onto your skin like glue
Do not talk for he already knew
Your insipid speech, laments and rue.
Beg not for mercy of dime.
He shall get each one his time.
All your rhymes shall reason his tongue,
Close your eyes for the bell has rung
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Midnight Escapades
PoetryThis book comprises of original works of poetry which revolve around my life experiences, thoughts and ideologies, readers may or may not agree/ relate with some of them. But I nonetheless expect y'all to be kind and generous with your comments. ⚠️...
