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Dinnerdo you hear the drips on the floor?
it comes from he who hangs on the ceiling.
it was because he came in through my door,
and his presence was way less than appealing.
catch me at a bad time, he did.
right in the middle of my meal.
but the poor bastard ran and hid,
before he went through the deliciously gruesome ordeal.
"let us mourn the poor soul," they all will say,
for they cannot recognize what was left.
bones and a half-eaten fish-looking fillet,
all very delicious to my palette.
but catch me, they did not, no, not yet.
for i am one with the light of the fading sunset.
but fear not, only worry or maybe fret,
because now i prowl at your doorstep
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