Lurking in Uganda
A nasty Salamander
Sal lives to suck blood
Dwelling on the plains
Ventures out in the rains
Travelling by flood.
Floats up to your home
Crawls up bedlegs of chrome
Waits til in sleep you rest
Slides over your hips
Licks cruel thin lips
Bites deep into your chest.
Awaking from bad dreams
Upon your wife’s screams
Trapped in a nightmare
Thrashing all about
Trying to get out
Sal sculls your blood like beer.
Now she’s really drunk
Drained you of spunk
Your brainwaves are fading
As dear wife drags you out
For help starts to shout
Hauls you up and starts wading.
But Sal wants dessert
Another vein to hurt
Latching on wifeys throat
You and her red claret drop
Into black current plop
On heavens tears off you float…