-A Poem About Dead Babies-

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It was a dark and dreary night and all through the town

You saw the little babies running around

Their limbs were detatched

Their bodies decaying...

Even their hair started fraying.

You heard their little cries so dark and decieving

While all of their "mothers" were grieving.

And there you stood with your knife in hand

Laughing at the blood spread over the land.