The Nurse
A dutiful nurse she was
Going about her daily grind
Giving one and all her lovely smile
The demon rose one night
Raped her and strangled her
Left her half dead, this ward boy
Doctors tried to revive her,
declared her brain dead.
So she lies in the same hospital on a bed.
For many many years the ones she taught looked after her
Until death did its call.
While the demon moves freely, alive and well.
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