And so I run,
Navagating the rooftops,
'Til I come across,
A lady in hightops.

So beautiful she seems,
So fit and fleshy,
I hold back,
Could it be me that you're testing?

I pounce;
I bite;
And then retreat,
Just to get a look at who's
At my feet.

OH NO!
It can't be!
not her!
Not now!
I didn't recognise her,
but i don't understand how.

Well
I guess now it's time,
For death or transformation
Do i let you die?
Or join my sadistic congregation?