Twas' a midnight dreary in the city of steel
A woman at her desk, sorrow did she feel
Thou was struck with jealousy of a mortal wound
But soon the Pokemon of darkness, she soon found!
"Come out of hiding, and let me see thy face!"
The darkness revealed it's being of terror
And despite the woman's jealous error
She asked this being just one favor
"Kill thine who competes with I!"
"For her work is nothing more than false labor!"
"And bring me back her entrails, so I may have something to savour."
The Pokemon of the dark did due haste,
For he so enjoyed to see the horror of an innocent's face
The innocent woman had not done anything wrong
Besides fatally writing her own death song,
For the female writer despised all that was heart-touching
And wished to see nothing more than the woman's body clutching
To the crimson red of it's own blood
Flowing outwards in a torrential flood
Darkrai appeared in the woman's humble abode
Channeling the rage the woman employer had strode
"What art thou? Remove thyself from thy privacy!"
But the being of darkness only glared with utmost insanity
And soon lulled the woman to sleep in a void fueled with rage
With the innocent woman soon regretting her fatal page
For she was soon locked in an endless, nightmarish cage
And thou soon was butchered apart
Only for the story she had fatally chosen to start
And had made herself victim to such sin
On the midnight evening within Harbor Inn
