“HER GIFT COST A MAN HIS HANDS.”
Meet the wolf in sheep’s clothing.
One, two, I’m coming for you.
She thinks she’s safe behind closed doors.
Three, four, kneel on the floor.
I see every craving she’s afraid to admit.
Five, six, I’ll show her a trick.
By Christmas morning, all her problems will be solved.
Seven, eight, he took the bait.
What will she look like when she opens my gift?
Nine, ten, again and again.
She’ll learn to accept me.
My little lamb thinks she can run, but she’s already mine.