The Number Twelve Looks Like You - Document. Grace Budd lyrics

rate me

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i took her to an empty house in westchester i had already picked up.

when we got there i told her to wait outside, pick wild flowers.

i went upstairs and stripped all of my clothes off.

i knew if i did not i would get her blood on them.

when all was ready i went to the window and called her.

then i hid in the closet until she was in the room.

she saw me all naked and began to cry and tried to run downstairs.

i grabbed her and she said she would tell her mama.

first i stripped her naked.

how she did kick bite and scratch.

i choked her to death.

then i cut her into small peices so i could take my meat to my room, cook

and eat it.

sweet and tender her ass roasted in the oven

it took me nine days to eat her entire body.

i did not fuck her.

though i could have as i wished.

she died a virgin.