The Boogy Bride

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

Horror. Humour.

Submitted: February 11, 2018

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Submitted: February 11, 2018



The Boogy Bride


My boogy bride

Wants to take me on death's ride,

All night I hear her orthopaedic shoe

Scrapping on the floor,

I hear her spitting phlegm

Onto my bedroom door,

Her head is a withered bootroot,

She wears a dirty boiler suit,

Her hands are covered

With infected boils,

From playing with the nightsoil.

This female eunich

Makes me sick

So I knife her from behind,

I think I'm kind.

I drag her corpse into the kitchen,

I'm sick of her bitchin'.

I pour some wine over her

To make her smell nice,

I'll cook her with rice.

There ain't nothin' as sweet

As the sight of a boogy bride,

Ready to eat!



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