I Am Your Executioner -Halloween Poem by Melynda Smith

You see all these bodies?
(All these dead bodies?)
I'm their executioner from hell.
You damaged what's ine,
You slowly killed my pack's spirit,
For this you shall fall.
(You will fall so far,
That not even hope can revive you in life,
Or even Death.
You see thy Notebook?
My trusty Notebook,
Has turned into my Death Note.
Your name has been written,
Now say good bye you flea bitten scoundral!)
So no matter what you do,
You can always run,
But never hide.
I've got resources.
Many, many resources.
I am the Executioner,
and no one has lived.
The ones who've met me,
Did you ever see them again?
No, never.
'Cause see here this Death Note,
Used to be my Notebook.
(Now time for family,
Family of Darkness,
Family of Death.
All you've met,
Were Dead People!
Chucky is my cousin,
Freddy Cougar is my Uncle.
Jack the Ripper is my Brother,
Princess of Darkness is my sister.
Jason is my other uncle,
Queen of Darkness is my mother.
Skeleton Bride is my aunt,
Grim Reaper is my father.
My last Aunt is a Vampire of the Night.
Grim Reaper,
The famous King of Death,
is my father.
So see here,
Yes, look here,
I'm your executioner.
Now fall to my feet,
'OFF WITH YOUR HEAD! '
Is all you hear.
'Cause now, you're dead.
I am the executioner,
Forever the Heir of Darkness!