Twisted Bo Peep

Twisted Bo Peep hated her sheep
and wished for them to die
She got a machete
stood still and ready
as death gleamed in her eye

Twisted Bo Peep watched all her sheep
with a wicked grin on her face
Swinging real fast
and having a blast
Blood splattering all over the place

Twisted Bo Peep now free from her sheep
wanted to kill again
unable to purge
this maddening urge
she started a slaughtering trend

*My twisted version of Little Bo Peep