Old Blind Butcher
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HIT, RIP, CUT!!
Old blind butcher
With a hammer in his hand
Looking for some meat
To make it more tender
He’s a little hungry
No food for a week
He needs something to eat
That’s why he is so bleak
Old blind butcher
Wants to cook the steak
Bloody rusty hammer
Is the only thing he takes
He beats in a frenzy
The cold dead flesh
Walls are painted red
And he feels refreshed!
Hit, hit, hit the bones
Cut, cut, cut the veins
He had for today’s lunch
An omelet with eyes
But it was not enough
His hand still rises
Now he is to prepare
A delicacy dish
He’s blending the brains
With some putrid fish
The old blind butcher
Wants to cook the steak
Bloody rusty hammer
Is the only thing he takes
He beats in a frenzy
The cold dead flesh
Walls are painted red
And he feels refreshed!
Hit, hit, hit the bones
Cut, cut, cut the veins
Old blind butcher’s
Been dead for a week
He ain’t no longer feel
This dense queasy reek
Annoying purulent worms
Started to pullulate
The butcher took the hammer
And released his hate!
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