Remember me...

Remember, remember the tenth of September,
it's a day you wont want to overlook.
The horrors due to happen wont be written down,
Too terrible to reside in a book.

I'll walk the streets alone to find me some prey,
A knife held firmly in my right.
I'll uncover a victim and set right upon her,
Before she realises her plight.

I'll cut out her innards and f**k her bits,
While whistling a jaunty little ditty.
I'll burn the corpse except for one bit,
I'll keep the dead girls clitty!