I asked the worm, "why such a hurry?" "I am off to dinner of rotting corpse curry." Disgusted by this I bid him farewell, And headed home as supper time fell. I began to think and worry of meat - Ultimately deciding on cereal of wheat.
The truth of the matter is pure Evil, Rare but real is the child spawn - As she is here on this Earth to ruin. Carefully defend thy against this Demon, Your sanity and life depend on it.
It was a curious compulsion, Perhaps a character flaw he thought- For the bugs were fulfilling and plenty Making his dinner plate always full. A promise to himself, one he couldn't keep- So he changed his name to Renfield.
Because it's unlikely - it's improbable, so we're not going to bother. Besides, for every 100 patients I prescribe this medicine to, I get a free trip to the Bahamas.