Number one son

He was sound a sleep

Not counting any sheep

He then hears a sound

To his surprise he found

His paraents dead

Right near his bed

And is his hand

There was a band

He stangled him with

His father was a blacksmith

His mom a housewife

So he killed her with her Kitchen Knife

He wonder why

There was blood near his thigh

He looked down

And with a frown

He saw it was his cat

One he knew what he did he put on his hat

He ran faster

Looking for his sister

When he went to the front door

There on the floor

His sister all bloody

So he cover her in her hoodie

As he is walking down the street

He notices there is no meat

On his bones

The ring of the phones

He then wakes with a fright

In the middle of the night

TO hear a sound

To his surprise he found

His parents dead

Right next to bed

The moon is blue

And the kid is next to you