User blog comment:TheShadowAssassin/A little "something" I'd like to address./@comment-4583071-20131125180147

Has anyone ever... said anything about me....?

Spoons and Goblets, all in a row

Down and Down the table they go

A little girl sits down at the end

Smiling at her shivering friend

The friend lifts up her weak little head

"What has made your eyes so dead?"

The little girl tilted her head in reply

And let escape one little sigh

"It's hard to explain, but this I pray

Will suffice for an answer, so I now I say

You had something I wanted, and it made me cry

So that is why you have to die."

As the little friend screamed, the little girl laughed

And took her friend's head and put it down the air shaft

And looking up to her sister standing by the rail

She said, "What? Life is no fairy tale."

Her sister nodded, for she agreed

And knew all the ways of her sister's greed

But still, she walked down the single stair

And grabbed a goblet, and threw it in the air

The sister looked down at the floor beneath her feet

And felt under her a dreadful, hot heat

And frowning to herself, she knew it well

Just where that little friend had fell

"O sister of mine, please say

Is there no other possible way?

Because, I think it's rather sad

That after doing this, you feel glad."

The little girl looked at her sister in shock

For what she had said was making her gawk

And sealing her mouth, she walked to the table

And grabbed whatever Goblet she was able

Turning to her sister, she looked with pain

"My sister, oh please, what has made you vain?'"

And walking over with a sad little smile

She knew she wouldn't see her again for a little while

The little girl cried as her sister did scream

Down and down her tears would stream

And when sister's heart stopped, the little girl fell

''"I'm going, I'm going, straight down to hell." "''

Congratulations, this has been "Creepy Poems with Rose". :P