Delirious and vacant of soul,
She set out one day for a blind stroll,
Through the fields of her woody vast air.
In a moment of blinding moonlight,
She tripped over a head with fright,
And landed on a pile of golden hair.

Dark Fairy sat up in wonder,
As her brain started to thunder,
“I’m in a garden of winters gone by!
I will plant and make this my own,
No more butchered souls & bone,
I’ll harvest again eyes, blood and heads, oh my!”

A year later and a few seasonings or so,
She was pulling orange fingers that pointed below,
And bewitchingly watering swollen heads.
She was rich and humming you see,
She found more greener and evil like she,
Happily lopping and chopping babies in beds.

Vicious Vegan 13 Week Colon Cleanse

13 eyes
13 cups blood
13 heads
13 peeled ears
13 cups boiled & mashed babies
13 cups spinal fluid
13 hearts preserved in skin

Drink under a waning moon.
Stomach Afire? Churn by rolling upon hallowed ground.