Ok, I wrote this about, and in honor, or maybe pity, of Dennis Nilsen. It's about the monster Nilsen had to fight and stuff.
you need to read a bit about him to get the true affect of the poem, but you can understand it if you don't read about him, too.
This was written to be a song, which is why the rhythm and ryme is al lscrewed up. *shrugs* it sounds perfect with the music, but I don't feel like singing it
Brief Summary: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dennis_Nilsen
Detailed: http://www.crimelibrary.com/serial_killers/predators/nilsen/stranger_1.html
REALLY brief summary: Guy with a dog named Bleep goes around and kills people. (so the line that says 'resting with my Bleep' is not vulgar, it's talking about his dog, you sickos!!).
Comments
Taro Says:
AWESOME! I love it. It's kind of like Secret window. Someone else takes over and becomes the moster that you are. It'a slike drinking I guess.