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by Morgan Staan Mar 12, 2008 category : Dark, fantasy / fantasy, mystical
In a pink land of make-believe There sat a young girl Whose face was serene She knew not of demons She knew nothing of evil There was so much around her Such things weren't believable! But down from the depths A new terror crawled, To catch her in slumber, For sure she would bawl This thing was not heavenly, Very far from divine, Its filth was so horrid You could compare it with swine! But such was this evil That the girl could not know, Very soon it would catch her Her pink land in tow! Slowly but surely From her slumber she'll wake And see not the demon Would be too much to take She'll rise And for certain Absolutely, Positively She'll stake down the demon For sure there will be victory, For nothing could harm her Of this she's aware, To her pink land of make-believe, No power could compare So slaying the demon With happy thoughts in mind, She'll cry out triumphant No more evil in sight And turning to leave A devilish wink in her eye Unaware we will be, Which one of them died?