domingo, 31 de octubre de 2010

LIVING DEAD DOLLS SERIE 11

Isaiah:
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Date of death: 29th October 1929, 9:05AM

Chipboard Poem:
Delivering his papers,
This one's a little prophet.
With tomorrow's news today,
And a raging bloody head split.

Death Certificate:
They found this paperboy's limp body,
His bicycle en route but quite shoddy.
A car left behind a twisted gory wreck,
Papers did fly, crushed skull, broken neck.

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Jubilee:
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Date of death: 27th June 1893

Chipboard Poem:
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
You look like a ghoul,
And you smell like one too.

Death Certificate:
Wrapped up inside this present,
A gift for you awaits.
By opening it you have condemned yourself,
And sealed your own fate.
So hopefully your birthday goes off without a hitch,
And Jubilee is not around.
For if you invite this ghoul to your celebration,
Evil will surely abound.

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Killbaby:
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Date of death: 1st April 1998, 12:12AM

Chipboard Poem:
Painted face frozen,
Murder in sight.
To some certain death,
Others shear fright.

Death Certificate:
Nobody cares just how Killbaby died,
For all they know, the coroner lied.
Now she runs free-carving, and killing,
Loving every ounce of blood she's spilling.

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Maggot:
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Date of death: Sometime in 1946

Chipboard Poem:
Spreading her disease
Of infected boils and puss,
This sad little maggot
Is really quite contagious.

Death Certificate:
Adorable little Maggot was the runt of the litter.
Eyes of empty black, a peculiar little critter.
Then one day she was infected with a disease unknown to man,
Blistering boils and oozing puss, her cankerous soul now damned.

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Rain:
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Date of death: 8th October 2005, 10:05AM

Chipboard Poem:
Rain is gone, and yet yours to keep,
The sun shall rise no more however,
But in her absence, forever sleep.

Death Certificate:
With broken wings, and tears from sorrowful eyes,
Rain got lost looking for an answer.
That this world ate her soul like cancer,
So rapid to move on, never willing to hear her cries.

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