Evelyn: The Cutest Evil Dead Girl
Not one to mingle in the dull of the mild. Fearfully eagered to come out and play, she awfully groaned when she froze up that day. She heard those sounds she never herds before in an unexplored room she found a large door. Finding her freshold that wasn’t her guide, she wondered what waited out side.
She heard darkness in the back of her brain. It was a new friend causing her pain. All by her loan some she carved up a plan, she had to make friends in that wired outer land.
She prepared her self with cuts; she picked out the best shade of slimy crow guts.
Evelyn played the game the girls played, but she only thought of one thing to say", giggle.
Poor little Evelyn her heart filled with pain till a thought crept and poked her dead brain. Someone must die, the question was who? She consulted a book she first read in grade two.
She sucked sour candy till her cheeks nearly bailed till she almost fainted and frailed. She put herself in the shallowest grave she just might learn how a fish would behave.
She used a noose to seal her own doom… but she just ended up having fun in her room. It was back to her 45 automatic, but killing the crows was not exactly pragmatic.
So after the dumb to get mauled my bears she passed young Devin loan some there.
Those little rich girl made poor Evelyn’s heart hurt she wanted to kill them and burn off there skirts.
She learned how joyed be eluded she saw young Devin and her heart strings unglued.
She closed up when she felt something more, when the bus steamed up and delivered the gore.
Now Devin well…..
He’s the cutest evil dead boy you’d ever find. It just made Evelyn decide to leave life behind.
So there going off to play. In an evil kind of dead person way.
Last not be seen, there’s nothing to fear there’s nothing wired.
She heard darkness in the back of her brain. It was a new friend causing her pain. All by her loan some she carved up a plan, she had to make friends in that wired outer land.
She prepared her self with cuts; she picked out the best shade of slimy crow guts.
Evelyn played the game the girls played, but she only thought of one thing to say", giggle.
Poor little Evelyn her heart filled with pain till a thought crept and poked her dead brain. Someone must die, the question was who? She consulted a book she first read in grade two.
She sucked sour candy till her cheeks nearly bailed till she almost fainted and frailed. She put herself in the shallowest grave she just might learn how a fish would behave.
She used a noose to seal her own doom… but she just ended up having fun in her room. It was back to her 45 automatic, but killing the crows was not exactly pragmatic.
So after the dumb to get mauled my bears she passed young Devin loan some there.
Those little rich girl made poor Evelyn’s heart hurt she wanted to kill them and burn off there skirts.
She learned how joyed be eluded she saw young Devin and her heart strings unglued.
She closed up when she felt something more, when the bus steamed up and delivered the gore.
Now Devin well…..
He’s the cutest evil dead boy you’d ever find. It just made Evelyn decide to leave life behind.
So there going off to play. In an evil kind of dead person way.
Last not be seen, there’s nothing to fear there’s nothing wired.

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