Once a midnight dreary, I found myself weak and weary...
Did I stop and take a nap? Did I give myself a slap?
No, dear reader, I made this rap!
Twice did piggys come a tapping whilst I did this rapping. Did they stop and sit a spell?
NO, dear reader, I SENT THEM TO HELL!!!
muhahaha!
Thrice and trice did I send them weeping, till no more did come a creeping, till no more were broke and creaking, but did I then stop this midnight reaping?
NO, dear reader, not whilst more were sleeping! Not while broken bones and blood were not leaking!
Not till dawn came up that hill and in that mid-morning chill whilst blood still did drip from those i killed did i find that my bloodlust had been filled...
But who knows when in the midnight dreary will I find myself once more weak and weary...
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