Day #12: One Day More by Amber Averay
On the first day of Christmas
My rival promised me
An eyeball dripping jelly.
On the second day of Christmas
My rival promised me
A pair of bloodied gloves
And an eyeball dripping jelly.
On the third day of Christmas
My rival promised me
Three dead friends
A pair of bloodied gloves
And an eyeball dripping jelly.
On the fourth day of Christmas
My rival promised me
Four insulting words
Three dead friends
A pair of bloodied gloves
And an eyeball dripping jelly.
On the fifth day of Christmas
My rival promised me
Five hornet stings
Four insulting words
Three dead friends
A pair of bloodied gloves
And an eyeball dripping jelly.
On the sixth day of Christmas
My rival promised me
Six stalkers preying
Five hornet stings
Four insulting words
Three dead friends
A pair of bloodied gloves
And an eyeball dripping jelly.
On the seventh day of Christmas
My rival promised me
Seven skulls a-grinning
Six stalkers preying
Five hornet stings
Four insulting words
Three dead friends
A pair of bloodied gloves
And an eyeball dripping jelly
On the eighth day of Christmas
My rival promised me
Eight killers killing
Seven skulls a-grinning
Six stalkers preying
Five hornet stings
Four insulting words
Three dead friends
A pair of bloodied gloves
And an eyeball dripping jelly.
On the ninth day of Christmas
My rival promised me
Satanists a-chanting
Eight killers killing
Seven skulls a-grinning
Six stalkers preying
Five hornet stings
Four insulting words
Three dead friends
A pair of bloodied gloves
And an eyeball dripping jelly.
On the tenth day of Christmas
My rival promised me
Ten Reapers reaping
Satanists a-chanting
Eight killers killing
Seven skulls a-grinning
Six stalkers preying
Five hornet stings
Four insulting words
Three dead friends
A pair of bloodied gloves
And an eyeball dripping jelly.
On the eleventh day of Christmas
My rival promised me
Eleven snipers sniping
Ten Reapers reaping
Satanists a-chanting
Eight killers killing
Seven skulls a-grinning
Six stalkers preying
Five hornet stings
Four insulting words
Three dead friends
A pair of bloodied gloves
And an eyeball dripping jelly.
On the twelfth day of Christmas
My rival promised me
Twelve veins a-gushing
Eleven snipers sniping
Ten Reapers reaping
Satanists a-chanting
Eight killers killing
Seven skulls a-grinning
Six stalkers preying
Five hornet stings
Four insulting words
Three dead friends
A pair of bloodied gloves
And an eyeball dripping jelly.
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