Annabelle

I hate to break it to you.
But something is going to happen.
A creepy little laugh came.
And little footprints stompin'.

A crazy broken doll.
Came through the creaky door.
She grabbed the silver sharp knife.
And tip toed past the hall.

She realized she had strong powers.
A little bit more than she thought.
She threw the knife down on the ground.
And head out without a sound.

She closed her eyes but stared.
Deep into her soul.
That little girl that's sleeping.
She will never know.

The next day when the girl awoken.
Her eyes were crystal clear.
She hoped that she was just sick.
When she heard a snicker near.

Her mouth began to fizzle.
Her heart began to pound.
Cuts appeared right on her arm.
She realized she was nothing normal.

That night she looked quite awful.
So a priest came to take a look.
The devil took over its time to sell..
Your little soul to sweet Annabelle.