The Grey Kingdom 1.5
A starless evening, hardly breathing gargled screams
Are the galls that plea f’r-im, he is called to their need from afar and hears them
Car alarms reveal the source, beeping in jarring sequence
While the darkness keeper’s speeding charge strengthens, a soaring phoenix
“Where are these people?” Hearts beating but scars bleeding
Parts leaking, palms steer t’em arms reaching their guard’s nearing
What a harsh scene when he sees it teems with the harmed and beaten
Darting heathens fleeing speed up the street without sorry feelings
Their real art is stealing but those snarling demons are just cretins
‘cause a large portion of the green sheets they just robbed are leaking
‘s they depart retreating leaving carc’sses wreaking partners weeping
Those sorr’less freakish monster-like creatures must want policing
From the farthest thing from, pouncing feet are the paws that fling him
Onto these men, following leaved dollars that fall un-theivened
Their horr’ble reason and awf’ller evil will cost them freedom
As a dawning secret taunts at their heels, by their collars squeezing
“Garbage.” He then opts for their teeth s’e(e) can knock their teeth in
The unconscious creeps then drop to their knees as they’ve gotten weakened
The source sees them and gawks peeping
As he draws keenly a longer piece of his shawl to string them