The Succubus Shannon By Caden738
Not a metaphor–Yes she’s very real.
Shannon, oh shannon, you used to be a dear
Yet shannon, oh shannon now I–and many others–see it clear
You hid–you lied–and now you will be fried
The stake awaits you sweet girl.
With enough hay for ten horses
Well that should do you good
I’m sorry Shannon, but I wouldn’t save you if I could
You took a father, and a sister
You stole them both from me
Now burn, and say goodbye
Because at dawn–Shannon You die