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We watched a movie starring Freddy K.,
Described in captions as malevolent.
His crime spree in Ohio’s evident,
Bent on pursuing new victims to slay.
A predator like us, he’s after prey.
At first, the film was thrilling, decadent.
His scythe-like hand was the equivalent
Of lusty fangs — until he went astray.
His greedy need for slaughter was a waste
Of blood, fresh nourishment therein. To him
It was no more than splatters on the floor.
Each time an actress bled, we craved a taste.
Rented on a whim, we had expected grim.
Instead excessive Freddy was a bore
We watched a movie starring Freddy K.,
Described in captions as malevolent.
His crime spree in Ohio’s evident,
Bent on pursuing new victims to slay.
A predator like us, he’s after prey.
At first, the film was thrilling, decadent.
His scythe-like hand was the equivalent
Of lusty fangs — until he went astray.
His greedy need for slaughter was a waste
Of blood, fresh nourishment therein. To him
It was no more than splatters on the floor.
Each time an actress bled, we craved a taste.
Rented on a whim, we had expected grim.
Instead excessive Freddy was a bore
When We Rented
“Nightmare on Elm Street”
Bram Stoker’s Recipe
His peppermill mind
Ground Romanian folklore,
Dished out bloody bites.
We watched a movie starring Freddy K.,
Described in captions as malevolent.
His crime spree in Ohio’s evident,
Bent on pursuing new victims to slay.
A predator like us, he’s after prey.
At first, the film was thrilling, decadent.
His scythe-like hand was the equivalent
Of lusty fangs — until he went astray.
His greedy need for slaughter was a waste
Of blood, fresh nourishment therein. To him
It was no more than splatters on the floor.
Each time an actress bled, we craved a taste.
Rented on a whim, we had expected grim.
Instead excessive Freddy was a bore
