When I first wrote this I thought it was crap but then I re-read it today and I didn't realize it was something that I wrote but now I love it.
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The little baby sleeps peacefully
The moon shining in on his crib
The moon and stars hang above
Watching him with a smile
It all melts
Melting melting melting
The baby sprouts horns and wicked sharp teeth
His skin turns red like cherries
Talons grow on his hands and feet
He no longer looks peaceful
How could a demon look innocent?
The room turns red with blood
Soaking the walls and carpet
The demon child is not innocent at all
I look upon the room expecting to see childish toys
Instead I see something broken and bent
A doll broken and bent from petty play
'Do not look closer' my mind commands
Ignoring it I look
It is not a doll at all
But his nurse
It is her blood on the walls and floor
The monster is not innocent!
It is not safe!
Grab your torch!
Grab your pitchfork!
It is time to cast this evil from our city!
Do not spare the parents
To spawn a demon
One must be a demon!
Down comes the house
The cries inside pierce our souls
But still we stand firm
When we look at the ashes
We find but one body
The body of the nurse
Oh woe!
Woe is we who let the demons escape!
