The Stolen Mind      By Mokuren Grade 6 by Kat   There rips the spinal column, Oh, lovely is the wake, They do lie rather solemn , With the pretty autumn rake Lodged right into their backs. Hey, let’s put them all on racks! Let’s be merry! Hm, what else is necessary? Do come away, say, where is my mind? In the waters or was it the wild? Don’t, let’s tarry, bloody bad, bloody bad, For I so love to hear a world weeping, More than you can understand. Where was my last playmate Had I hidden them much too well? What ‘twill I do, it’s rather late Oh, damn it all to hell! I’ll weave some bright new nooses, Start mixing herbs and poisoned juices Boy, these things do nicely sell. Here and there I reap And chase with frothing kisser, I take them in a whisper, Quite all a graceful feat. Do come away, say, where is my mind? In the waters or was it the wild? Don’t, let’s tarry, bloody bad, bloody bad, For I so love to hear a world weeping, More than you can understand. When the silly fools wander From the safety of their beds, Far off in the blue yonder A place untouched by even feds. I seek my darlings out, And screaming at their heels, Give them nightmares, I hear pleas; O’er we toss in friendly bout, ‘Till useless deals Altogether begin to cease.   Do come away, say, where is my mind? In the waters or was it the wild? Don’t, let’s tarry, bloody bad, bloody bad For I so love to hear a world weeping, More than you can understand. Come hither to my domain, All googly-eyed; There shall you remain Right here, on my bedside. Light up the funeral pyre, Sing a hymn for eternal rest, No, no, it shan’t be dire, For I shall certainly do the best. Do come away, say, where is my mind? In the waters or was it the wild? Don’t, let’s tarry, bloody bad, bloody bad, Whee! A world so full of weeping, Oh, yeah, like I would understand.  BACK TO THE FANFIC SECTION