Big Bad Wolf

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Who’s that rap, rap, rapping
On my outside front door,
I tried nap, nap, napping,
I could not forevermore.
By blinds I stood peeking
And saw good odds to score.

She knocked at my front door,
Not alone, with four more.
I invited them in,
She said around they’d been,
Throughout the neighborhood
With their results not good.

Telling those about God,
Yet, it struck me as odd
That they were so pretty,
It seemed such a pity,
That no one took the time,
So, I offered them mine.

“Come in my living room,”
Too bad not my bedroom.
They sat across from me.
I offered Earl Grey tea.
They told me about God.
It still stuck me as odd.

That these Angels appeared,
To me out of nowhere,
And showed up at my door,
Indeed, her and four more.
I said I am sinner,
I asked them to dinner.

Politely they declined,
And said another time.
We talked for two hours.
They were no wallflowers,
When talking about God.
They all had such hot bods.

I could see up their skirts
When I stood, down their shirts
They wore pretty panties
All colors like candies
I almost saw their breasts
When looking down their dress.

Then, when they stood to leave
‘Cause I did not believe,
I delayed their exit.
“Wait here and I’ll get it.”
I reappeared naked.
That’s when they all fainted.

From what I laced their tea
And not from seeing me.
I stripped off all their clothes.
What I did just God knows.
I lined them in a row
To take photos that showed
That they were now with God.
Still, it struck me so odd.

Today was a win win,
By inviting them in,
They got what they wanted,
Earth no longer haunted,
They would be with their God,
And I abused their bods.

Men aren’t on the level.
They can be the devil.
Life is not at all fair.
Trusting strangers a dare,
Risky mistake to take,
Too bad, their last to make.

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7 Comments
tazz317tazz317over 11 years ago
A SERIAL NECRO PHILIAC

with all the necormancers feelings, TK U MLJ LV NV

WritingKnightWritingKnightalmost 16 years ago
Dude!

Trust me when I say, this is an awesome Death Metal tune in the making! Maybe Cannibal Corpse, Blood Vomit or Six Feet Under would like to have a look at this. It Rocked!

LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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Sounds like Poe spinning erotica; a rather macabre spin at that.

My Erotic TrailMy Erotic Trailabout 17 years ago
big bad wold

my first thought was... 'orgasmo' (grinin' great movie) but definetly original and... gripping! (~_~) thanks for the literary journey!

rachlourachlouabout 17 years ago
Hmmm

Very creepy! Remind me not to come tap, tap, tapping at your door... And no, I won't be having a drink either! lol

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