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Have you met my little friend
Mr Knife?
He’s the bestest, bestest friend
Of my life
Causes bothers
For some others
Causes strife
But he’s the bestest
Of the bestest
Mr Knife
Mr Knife has been with me
Since ten
And I wish we’d had such fun
Before then
Now I’m twenty
He’s seen plenty
But even then
I want longer
I want stronger
Bestest friend
If you met my Mr Knife
You’d know
It’s the last, the very last thing
I would show
And the messes
Cause distresses
How blood flows!
But he’s with me
Always with me
Never goes
Have you met my little friend
Mr Knife?
He’s the bestest, bestest friend
Of my life
Causes bothers
For some others
Causes strife
But he’s the bestest
Of the bestest
Mr Knife
(c ) Helen M Valentina 2018
I could see some terrified person tied to a chair with gag being introduced to Mr. Knife by a poet reciting your poem. CLASSIC HORROR.
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Lol. Thanks John! 😄😄
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eek. wonderfully blood curdling.
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Thanks, it was kind of darkly fun to write 😄
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