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	 The One With All The Murders    
 
 
COLD OPEN 
 
Pennywise, Michael Myers, Jason, Leatherface, and Freddy Krueger 
all hanging out at the Central Perk 
comparing notes on methods of mayhem 
each with their own grisly style of fieldwork 
 
Gunther asks if they need a refill 
and ends up lobotomized by a drill 
 
OPENING TITLES, THEME SONG 
 
So no one told you life was gonna end this way 
You’re about to croak, as you choke 
Your consciousness slips away 
It's like you're stuck in perpetual fear 
When it hasn't been your day, your week, your month 
Or even your year 
 
I'll be there to kill you 
(With a persistence you can’t ignore) 
I'll be there to kill you 
(Like I've tried so many times before) 
I'll be there to kill you 
('Cause it’s just what I do) 
 
You're still in bed afraid 
And you think I’m at the gate 
You've already pissed yourself 
Waiting for me to lacerate 
Your mother warned you there'd be days like these 
But she didn't tell you when the world has brought 
You down to your knees 
 
I'll be there to kill you 
(With a persistence you can’t ignore) 
I'll be there to kill you 
(Like I've tried so many times before) 
I'll be there to kill you 
('Cause it’s just what I do) 
 
SHOW OPEN 
 
Michael and Jason, blade buddy roommates 
with Penny and Freddy across the hall 
Leatherface often joins to hang 
before prowling the city streets after nightfall 
 
“oh. my. god.” discordant Janice finally deadened 
with a gas-powered chainsaw antidote 
Estelle’s last commercial casting call 
cut short by a machete to the throat 
 
Carol and Susan couldn’t avoid 
an encounter with the nightmare murder scripter 
while Ugly Naked Guy had to gruesomely add 
“disemboweled by a cleaver” to his overlong descriptor 
 
Paolo's time on this Earth was ended by 
a deadly threesome with Jason and Monsieur Myers 
even as reclusive Mr. Heckles 
succumbed to a demonic clown with a pair of pliers 
 
they came from near and far 
to murder,  rape, and pillage 
these five unholy souls united 
to descend on Greenwich Village 
 
END OF SHOW. 
 
 
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Line Count: 55 
Form: Story Poem / Narrative Poetry    
Written for: "The Daily Poem"   
Prompt: image prompt (see above) 
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