
Come near
Lend me your ear
Allow me to tell
You an unbelievable tale
About a curse on the town
In the form of a fiery red crown
By the name of Becca Sue
With her orbs of cerulean blue
She brings a hex
On all who suspects
The truth she has hidden
Even from the soul she’s ridden
Carefully whispering seductions
With careful mental conductions
Her porcelain-hued skin
Concealing the sin within
An instrument of evil
Causing so much upheaval
Too small to raise Cain
A symbiotic relationship with Jane
Roaming through the streets
They unsettle all she meets
Leaving behind curses and bad luck
Against all who offend or acts a schmuck
The hellion she rides
Is happy to let the demon decide
Just who goes unhurt
And who’s left lying in the dirt
While the parasitic fiend is only too glad
To allow her mortal host to run rabidly mad
Like a wild animal
Acting like a cannibal
Two heathens in one
A town with nowhere to run
Supernatural tormentors
Devilish disenters
The hellish fiend possessing a child’s doll
The child who heeds the malevolent call
Where one is, the other will be also
When one leaves, the other will go
One carried tenderly, of course
While the other is a packhorse
They enjoy causing trouble
This dastardly couple
Full of mayhem
The only way to stop them
Was to destroy their bond
That was diabolically spawned
The day the doll was sewn
With hair freshly hewn
From Jane’s locks
And making Becca Sue’s frocks
Before painting her lips with witch’s blood
Creating the monstrous flood
From the malicious incarnate
Evil deeds of the fiendish discarnate
Planning to tear down the town’s walls
By using a little girl to take the fall
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