Like a hungry vulture

Hovering over her prey

Debra thinks with firey eyes,

'I might kill her today.'

In a dark alley

Behind an abandoned store

Down the street walks Kalley

She's been here before.

Kalley is a sneaky girl

Whom always gets her way

But tonight will be the night

That Kalley has to pay.

Debra jumps out

A knife in her hand

All Kalley can do

Is shiver like a lamb.

Debra stabs Kalley again and again

Blood splatters across the street

Then slits Kalley's neck

And hangs her by her feet.

As the blood drains from Kalley

And she beings to turn blue

Debra lets out a joyous laugh

And feels happiness through and through.

Inspirered by Tami Ruebush and Natane Moore.

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