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HOW TO MURDER: I am creeping around the corner, Trying to see the foreiner, I can hear there breathing, I check to see if anyones around, Then I bound to my prey. In happy content to slay, I cut there throut it let it spray, Then I leave my prey.
Write a poem how you would murder someone.
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Neverland

A lions pray

I stolk the prey till night has clamed the land. He is walking home in his newly talered suit. When he walks in his victorian styeled home and he will find it a wreak. He walks all around to find things broken and tourn. When he comes to his living room he will find the place traped. When he walks in further he will see a woman sitting in his favorit viction piece. She had a sword in one hand and a key in the other. The man ran, but tripped on a wire that was placed fermily. The misteris women kneeled down and picked him up by his hair. And said these few words "The lion has gotten her pray. " After the man screams the women slight his throght. She started laughing histaricly and then ran befor the police came to the crime scene. That mistiris women was your's truly. Me.