IN THE DARK OF NIGHT, A SHADOW CREEPS,
A WHISPER OF MISCHIEF WHILE THE WHOLE WORLD SLEEPS.
WITH A GRIN ON MY FACE AND A PLAN IN MY MIND,
I’LL SNATCH YOUR KIDNEYS, OH, HOW UNKIND!
IN THE MOONLIGHT’S GLARE, I TIPTOE WITH GLEE,
PLOTTING AND PLANNING, JUST YOU WAIT AND SEE.
“WHY’D YOU STEAL MY KIDNEYS?” YOU’LL SHOUT AND YOU’LL YELL,
BUT I’LL JUST LAUGH, “OH, THEY SUITED ME WELL!”
A TWIST AND A TURN, I’M OFF WITH THE PRIZE,
LEAVING YOU WONDERING, YOUR HEALTH IN DEMISE.
BUT DON’T YOU FRET, I’LL TRADE THEM FOR GOLD,
BUT NOW YOUR BRAIN IS VERY, VERY, COLD.