Todd and Johnny
Had quite a time.
They went along merrily
No guilt for their crimes.

They maintained their lifestyle
Their corpses and love.
Johnny's puppet theater
Was a gift from above.

They stuffed all the bodies
And made marionettes.
Todd the producer
John taking bets.

For at the end of their song
The corpses all fought.
A fight to the death,
But a fight just to rot.

They lived long and happy
Raking in cash.
They paid off the suits
Not to look through their trash.

Todd loves Johnny
And Johnny loves Todd.
They're in TRUE LOVE
And the world will applaud.

In space, no one can hear you scream.
However, they can't hear you make that
Weird snort when you laugh, either.
I guess you gotta choose your priorities.

"I am an open-minded
Gentleman.
If corpses are your favored ****** plaything,
Perhaps we can introduce them into  our life.
However
You would have to forgo your dreams
Of an undead puppet show."

"But
The Zombtastic Zhow is my dream!
The reason we visit so many
Pick ax conventions
In fine attire!
I could never give up all that we've worked for.

All I need is you, my friend."

The words are trapped inside my mouth.
The liquid muzzle
Put there by *** and uncomfortable situations
Locks my jaw
Shut
For hours.
I sit here
Always on the brink of words
But they never come out.

I hope one day they will.

A little black kitten
Spawn of witchcraft and Satan
Watches flames flickering
In manmade wax.
He bats at fire
To see if he's invincible
To see if the sorcery protects him.
I can smell the burning wicks.

His whiskers are bent
And his claws are long
And sharpened to fight
Against those who enter his territory.

The witches will protect him
And Satan will welcome him
When he tires of this world.

"The only solution is to burn the body
And by doing so, burn your misdeeds.
Unless, of course, you LOVE him.
Do you LOVE him, Johnny?"

"I could never love any but you, Todd!
It was a moment of confusion!
You know how it is.
You toss the body onto the ground
To stuff and turn into a marionette...
The next thing you know you're
Playing hide-the-sausage with a corpse.

I regret my actions.
You and I are in LOVE."

"I'm so sorry.
I couldn't resist!
We were alone in the cellar...
Rigor mortis set in
And you know I like my men stiff."

"****** Johnny!
That was the one thing I asked you
Not to do.
I thought you were just
Going to add him to your puppet theater...
How can we come back from this?"