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I rip the flesh off decaying bones

The smell so rancid across the stones

Hunger, fester, feast on the flesh

Blood sucking sanguisuga on flesh

I leap, I hop, I skip, and I jump

Devour all my enemies, I sit on a stump

Listen to my croak

Hunger, fester, feast on the flesh

Blood sucking sanguisuga on flesh

Rigor mortis

Has set in

Dead and floating

Across my pond

Amphibious rage

Uncontrolling

A vicious need

To siphon blood

My hunger grows; the craving for your gore

My bloodthirst is quenched

When I'm emptying out your heart

My stomach expands

Croaking and burping regurgitated blood

Poison flows through every vein

Your frail dry neck is my domain

A thirst for ichor ever since a young poliwog

I'm the demented offspring of a leech and frog