I'm so sorry that you can't be proud of me you've been a good mum
I'm so sorry that they hate you cause of me I've always been your black sheep
They left a present in the garden something finely packed Mum took it in her hands all the blood all the broken heads
I'm so sorry that they killed them all They were whining for milk and breast
the beast shouted out loud smack them with the spade my son the nerd beat them dead the white bag turned to red the nerd hit them once hit them twice hit 3 times and they're all dead now