The Perfect Collection

Part: 2 out 2

AN: This is just a little poem I put together inspite of Christmas

                                                                                                                                      

‘Twas the night before Christmas;

When all through the house the children were screaming and so was the mouse;

The hands were chopped off without care;

100 hands of children soon would be there;

The children were bleeding from their bloody stumps where their hands used to be;

While visions of smiling and laughing were dreams they desperately wanted to see;

They cried tears of hurt and pain;

While the woman who cut off off their hands;

Smiled and laughed so insane;

The children had no idea it was Christmas time until Santa came;

By then it was too late.