Gothic Nutcracker Ballet
Natalia was in charge of the Gothic Nutcracker Ballet
It was held in the darkest, dankest, nastiest alley way
The mice came out to trot around without their soldier suits
Feral cats pranced around the production, tummies full of toots
The Gothic Nutcracker, how marvelous, a few old ladies said
We love it too, remarked the vampires and others, all undead
This ballet is not attended by just anyone, invitation only you see
You are not invited unless you drink some spider eyeball tea.
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