He was being very careful
His father always said
He was careless
Could not get anything right
Which is why he was sent
To that place
Where they make men out of you
By tying you down
And giving you drugs
And then forcing you
To do it their way
While using electric charges
He hated his father
All because he wanted
To play with the little girl
He did not know it was wrong
To jump on top of a child
She was pretty
Wasn't she?
He was not going to get
Any girl any other way
Pick them when they are young
Well, he found one he wanted
She was introduced to the Queen
Even his dad had to do what
She told him to do.
And as for that woman
He says is his mother
Somone needs glasses!
His eyes are all weird
They say he has albinism
What does that men
No focal point in his eyes
Like little red rat eyes.
Anyways he lied to some men
In order to get into their van
And learn how to make
Others suffer for his crimes
Convicted killer
Criminally insane
He made sure the family
Went trick or treating
They were Christians
Most people did not go out
Begging for candy
But she had taken him in the south
Where they don't believe in god
God? Who was he?
Carefully he picked up
The Gillete razor blade
And slid it into the apple
He had learned just where
To make the incision
Apples were good food
They were sure to pick them
Over cheap candy
All the kids had to be out
She was the first to notice
That the apple was funny
She had lost her teeth
And could not munch down
But she had tenderly nibbled
Only to have her lip cut
She screamed out loud
And then got quiet
It was him, jimmy
He had put razor blades
In the apples
She knew she had seen him
In the neighborhood
Which is why she was being careful
She had to find the others
He was the other run
Siting on the sidewalk
With his hand carefully
Shoved inside
He had bitten down
And he knew there was
A razor blade stuck
Into his tongue
She found him
And carried him down
To the corner
Where the police where
Just waiting for trouble
She showed him her apple
Then pointed at her brother
His hand was forced out
And then the cop cried
They were lucky with that one
The cops were screaming
At everyone to go home
Sirens were blazing
When the mother got home
She knew her kids
Would not be outside
But they were not inside
The were gone
Scratching at the door
Brought the younger one
With blood over her
Pink ballerina outfit
She had her younger brother
In her hands
Trying to drag him backwards
He had gotten frustrated
With her when she would not
Bite down for him
To eat the apple
So he took it from her
And slit his tongue
A frightened sister
Wanted to know where
The other one was
They often hid from her
She was so bossy
Only being an adult
When her father was not
Around because
Her mother had brain
Cancer growing more
Childish each day
The grandparents did not
Know what to do
But there it was a tongue
In her hands
She screamed into the phone
Then carried the boy
Into the car
Driving crazily down
The street to the hospital
Where the cops were waiting
Another one they said
Straight into surgery
Apparently someone
Was giving out apples
With razors in them
Betty A dressed as a witch
Was still walking around
When she found out
What jimmy had done
To her basket of apples
She dematerialized
Not going back to prison
Was she not her.
He was satisfied
They had both been taken
Into the hospital
One of them lost his tongue
The other one just cut
They would both have
To be cared for by the
Grandfather
While the two girls
Who missed the experience
Would be his to own.
Four kids
Two girls
His to own
For life
His father had told
Them that he was insane
They don't know
What happened
But he was going
To rape their girls
He had court orders
But somehow the kid
Kept getting away
He had gotten so crazy
They had to use adult measures
On his son
Which he was sure would
Not happen again
He heard about the razors
And knew what to do
He picked up the phone
And called the mother
Who said she would take
Him to Europe with her
Six weeks later
A week before
Christmas
On his birthday
He got even with them
Arranging for a little accident...
Got one of them!
Now the other one
Was going to be his
While the boys
Were one more time
Sent away
When would it end?
No one knew
Know they don't care
It has been so long ago
When a whole group
Of them spent
Halloween in the hospital
Getting stitches
And not able to eat the candy...
Who cares about jimmy
Let him have what he wants
They will never be
Princes nor princesses
It had all started
At Disneyland
Where some one got
The idea they would
Be real royals
If only they did
What the kid said
His father was that show...
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