The Sacrifice
2008

Eight years have I fought and bled
And strove upon this earth.
Warrior king of my backyard
Where monsters try my worth.

I have faced a hellish horde
Of mutant soldier mud.
Crushed them with my own bare hands.
The lawn ran brown with blood.

Once at night a vile gang
Of vampires came to call.
I carved a stake from mother’s broom
And made those suckheads bawl.

Sometimes, when I’m in my room,
I hear the soil burst.
I crack my neck and strap my piece.
“Come zombies, do your worst!”

But when the werewolf rises up
To howl beneath the moon,
No doggy leash can er’ restrain
His base voracious tune.

One offering alone will do.
Such misery and folly!
Yes that is why, beloved Sis,
I sacrificed your dolly.