IT

by Melissa Curtis   Jan 31, 2007


IT wears more makeup than me
Face is white as snow, blood red
oval around the chomping jaws
Below ITS big red nose
With yellow razor blade teeth

Blood dripping from his mouth
Like waster from a faucet
Bright white lights shining
IT shows up
Patches of red hair

Sticking straight out by his ears.
IT crawls from sink drains
Hiding underground, slithering
Out to scare children and
Lure them to their death.

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