There once was a girl with a lover online,
She talked to him plenty, although the time difference was nine.
She thought of them chums and real fine friends,
But he thought more by the messages he sends.
So one day she ventured not far from her street,
Hoping, just hoping, her honey she'd meet.
Even though he lived far across the map,
Something (maybe love?) had bridged that gap.
She came to the house and rang the door bell,
She felt rather nervous and really not well.
She waited a while, then turned to go,
And there stood Red from 'That 70's Show.'
"I want to see my only, my lover, my baby.
I came to see him, so if he's there, maybe..."
"Get out of here!" he suddenly yelled, face turning blue.
"Go on, scat! Or I'll send my dogs after you!"
Out of the door bolted two German Sheperds,
They chased after her, faster than lepards.
The man leaned forward before closing the door,
"I'm so sorry dear, he died two years before."
She felt her heart break and tears started to flow,
She got up and turn to go.
But who could she have been talking to for two whole years?
Her brain was full of hate and unrelenting fears.
The door opened and Red started to taunt,
"Come back, come in! You can see him if your want."
He led her into the room clearly marked 'COMPUTER'
"You know," he added, "You would have made a very nice sutor."
There in the chair where her lover would have sat,
But in leiu of him, a little boy, rolling in fat.
He fingered a knife and looked very pleased,
He used it instead of his fingers to press down the keys.
"Oh lovely, shall we stick her in the freezer?"
He smiled and said as soon as he saw her.
"We'd love to meet your parents, little dear.
So run! Go get them! Bring them back here!"
Sooner than she liked, she was back in the room,
And had a very bad feeling of upcoming doom.
"Tell mom I can scream real loud," was all she could say,
Without showing she's scared and giving her feelings away.
That horrid little boy took her aside,
And said, "I know where he was when he suddenly died.
I saw him talking to you online,
You said you loved him, and I knew you'd be mine.
So i stabbed him in the gut and cut off one knee,
And now he lies peaceful in freezer number 3."
"Can you show me where that is? Where's freezer 3?
I love him so much and miss him dearly."
The fat little boy brought her to a door,
And inside she could hear many freezers roar.
She opened the freezer, just to see his face...
But lungs and intestines instead took his place.
She dug through a bag of everyting dead,
And sighed in relief as she picked up his head.
Apart from the gore it was a beautiful sight,
His lips and his cheeks were blue with frost bite.
She cradled his head in her arms and cried,
All her love and hope had died.
The fat little boy, standing forgotten behind her,
Pulled out a knife and cut out her liver.
He stabbed her through the heart and laughed as he did,
"Who would have thought love hurt this much, huh kid?"
He laughed again, and cut off her head,
Now he held two, one frozen, both dead.
He spat on her lips and stuck them together,
Now they are frozen, kissing forever.
"This is romantic." The fat boy agreed.
"Two lovers in love in freezer number 3."