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They call me the garbage man

I'm known to excavate

For putrid remains

I can consume and rape

Writhing in the offal

Of local families' waste

Buried under heaps of trash

Dead dogs I irrumate

Masturbating furiously to discarded photo albums

Deciphering information I use to hunt and stalk them

Just enough in the shots to find your family's home

Under cover of night, within your halls I roam

Creeping into your bedroom

A fiend unnoticed

Your family softly sleeping

No chance to protest

I took great joy

In her frightened eyes

Chained in the basement

Which first to sodomize

They call me the garbage man

I'm known to excavate

For putrid remains

I can consume and rape

But what they never notice

Is what I bring back home

A bag of human waste

Some flesh to call my own