Priyanka’s Impending Doom

Priyanka awaits her impending doom
And so tonight when she enters her room
She shall be hung upon a hook
And interrogated as regards the book

If she does not disclose to me
the book’s location immediately
I shall maul her with a barbed wire
Till she lays on her funeral pyre

And once she is dead I will
Not be satiated still
I shall take her lifeless blob
And off it all the organs rob

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