A/N: heyy all! griffin-queen here, finally stepping into the Sweeney Todd spot. I've been dying to do so for ages, but only now i've finally worked up somethign worthy to post. I'm also going to enter this in a contest on Deviantart, wish me luck on that, lol. and I apologize for the horrible editing and design, but I can never seem to get it right...anyway. i hope you enjoy it!
The Endless sea making cruel demands,
The witching hour is close at hand.
a poor soul perched upon the sand,
Does pity refuse, respect command.
A woman alone, no more then thirty,
Came across as dreadfully flirty.
Business was flopping, she needed a lift,
That was when he came with his wonderful gift
So it began with the slit of a throat,
A tip of a hat, removing of coat.
So many innocents met their demise,
Sent to their doom inside tasty meat pies.
The Public all loved them, they ate them like vultures,
Attracting all kinds, and all different cultures.
Having not one small clue they consumed fellow men,
Or perhaps they were chewing the flesh of a friend.
But Lovett cared not, on and on she would bake,
Thrilled with the killings her partner would make.
But as the day ended, the shop closed up tight,
She'd retreat to her big empty bed for the night.
As she laid there alone in her bed made for two,
She'd toss and she'd turn and her life she would rue.
She'd wish she could stay with him just for one night,
She'd wish that he wouldn't put up such a fight.
Her dreams would all whisk her away to the sea,
She'd longed to live there since the young age of three.
She'd awake in his arms, in their house by the sea,
Their now rumpled bedding legit as can be.
Sweeney Todd, as he was, was cold and unfeeling,
The mere thought of joy sent him squirming and reeling.
He knew that she loved him, but his mind was elsewhere,
On his two lovely women with corn silk for hair.
From his wife and his child, he was taken away,
He knew the exact second, remembered the day.
The day he was torn from his wonderful life,
To spend years in prison, with stress and with strife.
Those years made him cold, and all but insane,
His dreams, all tormented with the inhumane.
He'd cast her away when she'd try to reach out,
As much as he'd try she'd still whine and she'd pout.
As the days grew much older, he found she had lied
His wife, by some miracle had not died.
Only now she was crazed, spending day after day
As a crazed beggar women, "alms alms!" she would pray.
His anger now peaked, he grabbed Lovett's waist
Making sure all his anger, right then,was erased.
As he spins her around in a wild dance,
She thinks to herself "maybe I have a chance…:"
Her hopes are soon dashed with the opening door,
As she burns in the oven, her screams are no more.
Sweeney is filled with insufferable rage,
Not even the blood of his foes could assuage.
He kneels by his wife, her poor throat slit so neat
A wound that the finest doctors couldn't treat.
Sweeney cradles her gently, his heart filled with pain
The only emotion that's left to remain.
In a few short seconds steps soft as a bird,
From just behind Sweeney, are suddenly heard.
Toby flips up the razor, its blade shining bright,
And he walks up to Sweeney to do what seems right.
Toby drops the blade down to meet Sweeney's eyes,
Sweeney tilts his head, accepting his demise.
As Toby makes the cut, Sweeney's life is no more.
His cold blood flooding slowly onto the floor.
As Sweeney wakes up he is lying in sand,
Sitting up very slowly he looks at his hand.
It is stained with his blood, but is now tinted blue,
As he looks past his hand he sees Lovett there too.
She walks over to him, looking much like a wreck,
Flesh burned off her body, burn marks on her neck.
She kneels down by him, calling him a disgrace,
But cannot stay mad when she looks at his face.
Silver tears trickle down from his cold, bloodstained cheeks,
She melts even further as soon as he speaks,
" I am sorry my pet… but you did Lie to me…"
" I was blinded by rage and I could not see"
" That all of your efforts were with me in mind,
A gesture I now see as frightfully kind."
"I wont' ask for forgiveness, I don't have the right.
But perhaps you could come sit with me for the night…"
She couldn't help but agree, it was what she had wanted,
To get rid of the thoughts that hadkept his mind haunted.
She sat down in the sand, leaning shyly on him,
Thepair sitting there looking really quite grim.
They talked all night long, and her love was resolved,
And his new love for her had begun to evolve.
As their lives long since passed become nothing but lore
They'll live by the sea forevermore.