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The Serial Killers - dark poems to chill the heart
Boston
Strangler I
am but a lowly maintenance man So
why should you fear me? Open
your door to me and invite me in For
I am as meek as a kitten, see. I
will fix anything in your home that has gone wrong So
open your door, and I will even take the time to entertain you Do
you like to sing? I will teach you death's frightening song For
you to even think you could get away, your choices would be very few.
It
doesn't matter to me if you are fat or thin young or old I
have a certain appetite that must be fed I
will even stay by your side for awhile as I watch your body grow cold
Nobody
suspects me they have no idea I like to do horrid things with someone
even though they are dead. Is
your air conditioner not working or how about your heater? Just
let me in and I will fix it for you and I will also fix you I
won't beat you up, I'm not a woman beater To
my identity police haven't one single solid clue. So
let me in your home so I may feed my sick hunger I
will be nice and not mess up anything All
of Boston would love to have my phone number Albert
de Salvo is my name better known as the Boston strangler, my victims
to life they all wished to cling. Return to Index Page
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