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Goood afternoon all -- Here is my Day 12 entry: Ode to Chucky
An Ode is a poem praising and glorifying a person, place or thing. Voodoo, Voodoo all around Foul runs aground Murder, murder in the streets Resurrection in the sheets Chucky A doll with murderous intent Given life by a voodoo murderer Owned by a boy with no lament Chucky is no nurturer He torments, he teases, Poor Andy has no believers. In a home without his mother, The doll is still a cutter. Chucky despises the living And yet he wants to live He has no accomplishments Only death and destruction A doll above no others * Daily happenings and musing will be in a separate post. |