Merry mindless meanderings of dirty evil deeds,
the back yards full, the basement reeks,
and things look bleak as I gaze upon
my rolled up rug seeping with bile and blood.
I am out of lime to quench the stench
and I think pulled a hamstring hacking up this bitch.
I should have just dumped her in a ditch
and said screw all the forensic pathology nitwits'
but no I had to drag her home to play
and for this look how I pay and pay.
I am out of room the freezers packed;
I have got corpses stacked in sacks.
To top it off I have a date at two
with someone new.
I so need to do my hair
and I have nothing clean to wear.
I swear I need a new hobby to pass the time,
perhaps collecting wine or stamps
would not have me out in all this damp.
Oh, there goes my back damn cramp.
OK that does it
I am just renting a backhoe
and keeping toes.
I should have lots of room for those.