Little Hatchet

I'm a little teapot, short and stout.

I'm a little hatchet,

sharp and stout,

go ahead and scream,

I'll silence that shout.

You can run all you want,

there's no why out.

This is my handle,

and this is my blade,

this your blood,

you'll never see another day.

I'm a little hatchet,

that's no doubt,

Once I find you,

you better watch out.

I'll stare at your head,

as it rolls about,

Your body will fall,

blood pouring out.

I'm a little hatchet,

sharp and stout,

you can no longer scream,

I've silenced your shout.

Reviews

[Cassiopia Summers]

I love the twisted demented stuff and this definitely satisfies. Incredible work.

[melissa]

creepy :) keep up the great work!

[Sean M. Addams]

very dark but cute to me a demented nursey rhyme very clever I liked this alot :) keep up the creative writes...

[revenant21]

I loved it!!! Have you read my poem Black Sheep. Reminds me of this. lol. It was a very good poem. ^.^ good job, Tori!

[Tiffany]

^_^ Creepylicous