Panties, panties between ass cheeks
Whose feet are unshaved?
Look who brought the chainsaw!
Back from market, filled with mid-prices
To bring the joy
To hard workers heart
Shopping-cart with tools of his trade
Plastic bag with missing limbs
Coloured in red substance of those
Whom he chose
To chop to halves
No need to say more
None were left to pray
Now back in work
The beast on top of his game
Like artist full of inspiration
He sweats & farts
To get the masterpiece done
To get it done
As mission nears to completion
Another part is shredded & sewed
The foam on the skin
Razorblades under it
Cracking of bones
Juices flow
Zombies now
Are on the way

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