Little Jim Munchkin sat carving pumpkins
Preparing for Halloween night
When along came a hunger, a small tinge of wonder
"Wouldn't this give her a fright?"
See, Jimmy's mother, being quite the bother,
Said "Jimmy, don't swallow those seeds!"
Jimmy, of course, with his voice oh so hoarse
Calls "Mother! Mother! Come see!"
"Yes Little Jim?" Her face, ever grim
His mother came down with a frown
Jim popped a smile, teeth covered in bile,
And his throat, a seed went down
"Good lord, dear Jimmy, what have you done!?"
Jimmy's face soon turned to fear
Her tone was morose, her voice grandiose
As his eyes rolled towards the chandelier
His rotten chair snapped as he fell on his back
His stomach turned into a knot
The mother clasped Jimmy, "Oh Jimmy, my dear!"
As his breath gained a smell of rot
As his skin shriveled, something ate from the middle
Eyes trained on his thin mother's face
His eyes became swollen, his very soul stolen
By a stalk from his stomach, displaced.
His stomach soon swelled, as his mother beheld
A stem broke through his chest
The more that it grew, the more that she knew
She would watch her son die abreast
His body shriveled, yet his stomach still grew
His face contorted in anguish and fear
His flesh gave way, to a horrific display
And gore gave way to her tears
Out came a pumpkin, now born from skin
Cut by his ribs and spine
And as it turned round, through the blood, she had found
Little Jim's face was reassigned
Little Jim Munchkin, his face on a pumpkin
A face full of anguish and fright
Let this be a lesson, that it is no question
Strange things happen on Halloween night
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Damned
HorrorDamned is a book about a professional consulting police investigator named Adrian Foxx, as well as a crime scene analyst and autopsy specialist named Mateo Miller. The night of Halloween, Adrian begins investigating a series of strange, paranormal...
