egg

Creepy things in wells
spooky stuff lurking in fields
shuffle and repeat.

Haunted by the past
but time is an illusion
double your demons.

Spiders in your brain
or zombie apocalypse
either way, you're screwed.

Lost ghosts, vengeful ghosts
ones that just want to be loved
dead, and dumb as hell.

Rampaging beastie
quit ruining holidays
Marty had plans, jerk!

Science gone too far
much weirder than Hawaii
17, count ‘em.

DIY Lexie
so many iterations
none of them legit.

Planet of ladies
nuturing, making babies,
some light mass murder.

Orphaned, unwanted
misanthropic stink wizard
redheads smell the best.

Gypsies in the woods
prowlers lurking in the dark
old cults resurface.

Busy little girl
cold case or freshly zapped corpse
no secret is safe.

Black plague vacation
love letter to cuckolding,
mean pranks, horny nuns.

Trapped under moon dust
annoying cast fails to die
bury them deeper.

The axe was too kind
papa deserved to suffer
rest in peace, puppy.

Moron takes a job
film this haunted murder cult
make it avant-garde.

Forced to be equal
excellence persecuted
emperor of zilch.

Wet behind the ears
damp boy becomes sandy man
worming his way up.

Child of prophecy
destined to greatness, and yet...
achieving nothing?

Domestic worries
kids, spouses, that Hitler chap
surely none would lie.

Still set in their ways
resentful of outsiders
learn from our mistakes.

Dredging up the past
Tom's new neighbors cause a splash
persistence pays off.

Dropped in overnight
botching carefully laid plans
hardly even missed.

Flattered by the kid
hero worship has its perks
an excuse for heels.

Marple observes all
working off the scantest clue
solved between stitches.

Creepy confessions
why they did it, just kidding
bored greedy perverts.