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Come Hither to Me
Written by Tiny Wight   

Come to me, my sweet.I awoke screaming in a cold sweat
and palmed the phantom visions of you from my eyes.

Then out the window and through shadowy woods I crept
Silently seeking you out.

Moonlight became streetlight
as I drew nearer your hiding place.

When I arrived, the door was locked
I made short and silent work of it with my katana.

What's this?! An alarm!
How could I have been so foolish!

Quickly - I must accomplish the deed
Where are you?! Where the fuck? Where the fuck are y-

AH! There - below the SkyBars!
Delicious Baby Ruth, come hither to me, quickly!

Before the street is lit red and blue
and the sounds of sirens and quickened footsteps fill the air -

Come hither to me - Come hither and let me devour you.
For only your chocolatey goodness can satiate my burning hunger.

 

 




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