Crimson Trail
A quick easy poem that took me 2 days... xDDrip, drip, drip goes the blood on the floor,
The kids thought it was a game,
But this was one game Mom didn't want to play,
A gash on the shoulder a bloody lip,
It all went down drip, drip
The Monster is waiting wanting more,
Drip, drip, drip
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