Heyo! No, I'm not dead. Again, no poem ideas, and still re-writing DDLC chapter 4, AND busy with life in general. Well, I owe y'all, so here ya go :).
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"Me?
Insane?
Not at all, my dear.
I don't know why you should think so."
She said.
The old lady who'd moved next door
Seemed really sweet to me.
She had a garden full of roses, daisies and more,
A sweet woman,
Was none other that she.
It was her cookies
We had for tea.
What was strange
I must say,
Was she was only at home
During the day.
Curiosity clouded my core,
so I walked in the dim light
To her door.
Quietly I knocked
One
Two
Three
But before I knew what happened,
And after I screamed,
"Are you insane?!"
I was hanging from a tree.
This little lady,
From what I saw,
Was a little psychopath
Above all.
Her house was covered in blood smears
Gore surrounded the halls
Screams of terror and fright
Were the last words of them all.
So my advice,
I must say.
Never trust the old lady
Without a face.
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...I have no regrets about this one...till next time :D
